Felina Freydl

Just a girl wanting to share her little writings and maybe one day being a author.📖

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Felina Freydl

Just a girl wanting to share her little writings and maybe one day being a author.📖

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We all look same in the dark

Felina Freydl

1 min read

nobody is different

we all are the same

deep down

under all the masks we were forced to wear

under the makeup

the perfect images we started to create

for society.

nobody is different

when the world turns its back on us

when the sun chooses to sink

the moon hides behind the clouds

and everything that’s left

are broken images,

broken hopes,

broken humans.

we all look the same in the dark.

in the d...

Poetry

Sacrifice

Felina Freydl

1 min read

Maybe I sacrifice my time for you.

I don’t care how long I must wait for your message.

I don’t care how long I must wait to talk to you.

I don’t care if it messes me up.

Maybe I’ll sacrifice all my tears –

happy ones or those born from true pain.

When my tears fill a sea,

I’ll swim through it just to get closer to you.

Maybe I’ll sacrifice my love,

because it’s the only thing I truly feel for yo...

Poetry

The Burden Of Memory

Felina Freydl

3 min read

Trying to forget the pictures in my head.

Your touch on my skin.

Your words shattering inside me.

Your stupid face when I cried.

How I ran into my room,

crying like the world ended—

but in fact, my world was destroyed.

You told me the truth,

but I didn’t want to live in that.

Your words will haunt me forever.

Sitting under my desk,

wishing it was all a joke.

Shaking. Trembling. Crying.

You cam...

Poetry

Scared Of My Own Image

Felina Freydl

1 min read

Trying to survive my own head

Constantly hating what I see in the mirror,

Judging the face I was born with,

Disappointed by my best,

But too scared to actually give my all.

Trying to survive my own head

The way I lose my mind when you don’t respond,

The way I look at you, wishing it could be us,

The way I dream of you every night,

The way I can’t stop thinking ’bout you.

Trying to survive my own...

Poetry

Too Bright to Hold

Felina Freydl

1 min read

If desires are a flame,

then I am a wildfire.

If liking was a drip,

then I am a sea.

If my love is overwhelming for you,

then it is mine.

If the world was trying to shut me down,

I just started talking.

When the world was hating on me,

I was just opening my mouth.

When the world was ruining me,

I just tried my best —

but no one even tried to recognize it.

If I was too much for you,

I didn’t even...

Poetry

If Only You Knew

Felina Freydl

1 min read

If only you knew

Maybe you could understand.

Understand the way I talk,

the way I dress,

the way I think.

Maybe then you wouldn’t just see me,

but truly see me.

Me, with all my flaws,

my trauma,

my fears.

If only you would look behind the mask

that I wear like a pro.

Hiding behind it secretly,

but still protected.

Maybe you could understand

my thoughts,

my feelings,

my fears.

And maybe the ne...

Poetry

Poison

Felina Freydl

1 min read

Poison. Poison.

Everywhere.

Your heart.

Your smile.

Your eyes.

Your voice.

I can keep counting.

Your face.

Your jokes.

Your hands.

Your touch.

Everything that spills from those beautiful lips

Brings a dirty little smile to my cheeks,

Makes my eyes shine—

Like I don’t know better.

Poison.

From the moment you started talking to me.

When our eyes meet in the hallway.

Every time you fix your hair...

Poetry

The Moon And I

Felina Freydl

1 min read

Some people might go to bed

As soon as the moon hides to sun

But not me.

When the light from far away

Shines through my window,

Traces silver patterns on my skin,

Draws unseen maps to places

That only exist at night

I follow them.

The moon smiles at me,

Warming the cold corners of my heart,

Filling the empty spaces with quiet whispers.

The stars, scattered like forgotten wishes,

Blink secrets on...

Poetry

Everything Is Just As It Is Meant To Be

Felina Freydl

1 min read

Why is the sky blue?

The grass green?

A banana crooked?

Why do we live?

I don’t know, but that’s the charm of it.

The wind cries my name, yet nobody feels scared.

Birds know their way home, yet they are called foolish.

Stars burn all day, yet the night is calm.

Maybe we don’t need to know everything.

Just living.

Existing.

Being.

Maybe beauty lies

not in knowing,

just in feeling.

In being.

E...

Poetry

City Of Strangers

Felina Freydl

1 min read

High buildings,

full streets,

screaming cars,

neon lights flickering like restless stars.

So many stories,

so many lives—

but none that know your name.

People rush like clockwork,

children wail,

men curse,

women carry the weight of a world that never stops.

Stress.

Hate.

A circus of strangers,

faces you’ll never see again,

conversations cut off mid-sentence—

no time for hello,

no space for goo...

Poetry