Bang, You’re Dead
Primal Screaming With Friends
By JPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Sonata as soliloquy: Echoes,
In and out; Of me, as my heart, skipping beats
Like stone. A cross. A still. Yet, stormy sea beneath which
Emptiness abounds: That it is once more mine, alone;
'No longer' seems as daunting, or as wanting as my
Ceding partial rights to the light I once shone freely.
Even in the deepest dark, life's seed sprouts anew; Aloud.
About the Creator
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I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil
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Comments (4)
One of my favorite entries. I absolutely love it! 😍
This poem is beautiful, earned a new subscriber!😊
“Even in the deepest dark, life's seed sprouts anew”- love this line to close J! Feels like defiance but also a quiet determination to persevere. Love the Gandalf quote in the bio by the way😄
I love how you blended imagery and emotion to create themes of isolation, renewal, and the contrast between light and darkness. With your words you have expressed both vulnerability and strength. It’s beautifully reflective and carries a sense of quiet resilience. Truly inspiring!"