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morning, evening, noon, night

i dare you to try & dim my light.

By Courtney AnnPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
morning, evening, noon, night
Photo by Andrew Bui on Unsplash

up, down, left, right,

fuck, my chest is tight.

7, 8, 9, 10,

only a few more seconds, and it'll end.

yes, no, maybe so,

do you enjoy seeing my blood flow?

north, south, east, west,

does anyone care to hear my last breath?

read, write, listen, speak,

i'm standing on my two feet.

morning, evening, noon, night,

i'll be my own light.

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Courtney Ann

crafting dark escapes for curious souls. explore stories that both haunt & inspire.

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  • L.I.E2 years ago

    Sometimes we got to be our own light and support ourselves, even if we are not being seen. Kind of reminds me of street performers. Love this poem, it's so relatable.

  • Manisha Dhalani2 years ago

    That ending is inspiring, but I hope you're okay!

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