I thought the Earth would end
When you took your last breath
Stop on its axis and shatter
Swept into the cosmic void
By the tidal waves
of my loud lament
How cruel of it to keep spinning
Ten years after
3,652 dawns
3,652 dusks
and a million fleeting moments
Without you
About the Creator
Daniela Alejandra
Life's a journey and I don't have map.
I long to create worlds like the ones I would read about under the blankets late at night.
Magical realism.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
Comments (3)
Melancholy!!! Superbly written!!!
This is how I felt after my cat passed away. I'm so sorry for your loss 🥺 Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Sending hugs for this beautiful but sad poem. We never forget.💔