Can you hear the thunder?
Roaring so loud like my heart beat.
Can you hear the rain?
Pouring down like my tears.
Can you feel the wind
Stabbing you in the back,
Like a dull knife?
Will this end?
These stormy days.
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Karri Duperron
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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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You bring feelings to life so beautifully.