Tag: Writing


A prison of my own design A hole beneath the ground Clawing desperately, trying to reach the surface The higher I climb, the farther I fall They surround me now Smiling, laughing, nescient of the dirt being poured onto them My chance to escape slips away with each day Please, don’t bury me too My…

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Fleeting Stars

A past lover A distant star Undoubtedly similar Unspeakably far Trailing through your heart Sailing through the night sky Leaving nothing but memories Stardust in your mind The time you spent looking In and out your life so fast For like the love that you once had That star too, has long since passed I…

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I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. I find myself waking up in the middle of the night, a cold chill running through my body while I’m left gasping for air, struggling to catch my breath. On nights like these, I always think to go to the kitchen, grab a snack, maybe even get some work…

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