super raw poem from a like a week ago…enjoy
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a chilling breeze passes through the follicles on my ears as i stare at the remains of the daya gradient sky fades ever more blue as each second…
End Of Summer (poem)
been on a poetic kick lately. it’s probably the rain. i’ll resume my long from inspirations soon enough.
after all this waitingwill it be worth it?
everyday repeating
i’ve seen a lot of mornings i’ve stayed awake many nights the world sleeps in darknessi wait in silence
1:05am and i’m feeling alright.something inside me knows, getting brighter.
i’m feeling clear, level-headed. fun for the heck of it. staying up late just to see the sun. working all day because it’s fun.