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Thinking back, there were fewer instances of when even waking up would feel like an awfully taxing chore, but nowadays it has become a recurring theme in my life. Even today, I didn’t have the enthusiasm or the grave energy to leave the house, yet again I did. I had kids waiting to hear stories,
Some days, I feel so incompetent. Like a flower being plucked, or uprooted perhaps from where it belongs. Some days, I feel so lost among my mistakes; the wrong things I’ve said in an argument with my mother. Somedays, I feel like I am cold because I am drenched in all the tears I’ve caused.
i shall await, for these flowers to be burnt muster up the remains, remain the calm. isolate reasoning, question the very beginning. welled up flowers, i wouldn’t dare feel it but will admire saying: there was a creation i couldn’t see but is still with me. integrating my soul with red ashes, but i have
“Don’t wear this dress anymore, people will see your scars” My mom says as I am leaving for my college. “People will see your scars,” It hit me like the thunder. I keep on thinking about it for the rest of my day, Like I would think about my crush. But I wasn’t blushing of
Poetry is a therapeutic essence of language that can deliver with just a few lines the full range of human experience. Poetry isn’t something that serves just one purpose. It is a technique, a way of making patterns that put emotions into words. The particularities in poems are like the particularities and personalities that distinguish
