Damaged Days
I lie awake at night, unable to sleep. I have never felt the weight of chaos this immensely, so much time wasted in isolation. Now, I’m waist-deep in tragedy; the […]
Apprehension
I want something good to happen. I wish my thoughts were positive. I want to feel my face again; I promise to wash my hands.
Simplicity
I followed the trail of breadcrumbs. A wicked house in the middle of the plains. Compelled to go inside; I turned and walked away.
Precipitation
An unsettling presence lingering. Rain continues falling; the forecasts contradict the reality. The unwanted saturation. The mood a morning fog. The unexpected moments washing away pieces of the soul.
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