Unperturbed by the waves of the world,
I sailed against the crashing tide,
Surrounded by friends, by family,
Convinced i had all i needed inside.
Then, without warning, a blade from behind,
Who among the pack would do such a thing?
Hurt by not my burning heart,
But the agony of knowing --
It was my own crew who'd let the dagger sink.
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Anu's Quill
I’m just an existential wanderer who happened to stumble into poetry. I think about writing more than I actually write—not the best poet, but trying to get better, word by word, as I share my thoughts and voice.
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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 drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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