It Has Been Taken
Poem
From Apollo's party, they fell the hardest
The mighty Olympus, now locked in the Colosseum
Reminders in echoes.
The power of Time and Chaos. The Earth and the Thunder
Thousands of years-- but a single drop of water.
They’re fallen, but no angels. They’re not pure, but still Divine.
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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 drafts4 days ago in Longevity
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