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Poetry

Shaking

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This is the other one I wrote just this morning I think. I have completely lost my perception of time. I don’t mind some parts of it but I think certain parts could be better. I’m still glad I was able to write something though, it is a feat.

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I am a small insanity from a sad place.
I’ve been going back
to madness, rebuilding bridges.
I don’t remember
when it got so bad.
I know
there’ll be a tomorrow,
I’m still waiting on yesterday,
but all that exists is
here
and now
and the enormity of my unhappiness.
My hands should be shaking,
why aren’t they shaking?
I’m waiting
on deaf ears
to hear my voice quiver.
See my hurt. Help me, please.
I’ve never felt more empty than I do
when music sounds like noise, when artwork looks grey.
Hi,
I think I’m falling.
Love,
you need to catch me.
Please.
Please.
Don’t let me down.

Prose

Love story

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Hi!! I have been having a terrible time at living lately, so my brain has been completely blocked for ideas. I somehow got unblocked though, and oh my goodness I wrote this in like ten minutes. That is a record when my brain isn’t working.

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We were a love story once, I think. It wasn’t long before we grew into the real world, with its demons and witches and the mind-numbing fear of being left alone, but I do think we started out with softness. We had stolen looks and inside jokes, and I think you might have wanted me next to you for a few days there. And then the cold set in, followed by the grey and the resentment and the tears you never cried. We messed it up so badly. It gives me a little comfort though. Knowing that before the ending, before the flames, before we ended that chapter with sadness and contempt, that we were a love story written in red ink.