It Seems Empty but it is Full of Life
The Plains
It Seems Empty but it is Full of Life
It seems like I stepped into an infinite void
The same thing for miles
I see a hoard of animals in the distance
They all call it home, the infinite void
I wonder why does...
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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 drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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Loved the irony going on here! Awesome poem!