Lessons of a Faded Love
Moment of Silence Vocal Challenge
Shadowed thoughts whisper in my mind,
In the absence of your voice, I fall behind.
Loneliness wraps me, cold and tight,
Echoes of what was, haunt the night.
Never grasped the depth of love's embrace,
Couldn't see the beauty, now lost in space.
Every lesson learned too late, every memory a scarred trace.
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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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Heartbreaking and beautiful! Excellent entry and gorgeous love poem!
Beautiful.