Holding on time and enfolding memories
Time Capsule Haiku
My sorrows my pain
Sorted out in vain
I’m blind I must refrain
Many options
Alternatives and ideas
One standard
Future news
Past holder words
Current talk
My thoughts
My way of life
My look
Secrets yes
Sins curated hidden
Faults done
Silent laws
Without a court
Time keeper
Keepsake
Priceless non free
Pictures
Paper thin
Tasteless norms to inform
Paper thick
Too many
To pick and choose
Be quick fast
Now just now
Becoming the past fast
Better hold them
Better stop
Stop them now
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Chacha Jaramillo
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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 drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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Outstanding!!!💖💖💕