In the embrace of passion, the soul finds it's fire
Encouraging the journey, pushing higher and higher
Obstacles stand in the way, doubts abound
But in dreams, strength is found
In the realm of dreams, hope floats
There the world of darkness meets the light
Fear, a mere shadow, in the recesses of the mind
Wisdom is like a lighthouse
Ambition whispers, dreams can become destiny
From within, they resonate
The call to be a writer is like the hue of a painter
The universe invites, it's up to accept or reject
Dreams are capable of reviving
In every step taken, the path is carved
Nurtured with care, day after day
The give meaning, in the game of life
About the Creator
Emil indw
I always use the people around me as inspiration in my writing. They will be special people if you know how to write about them.
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
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