I gotta stop crying. Stop moaning about this sordid route that my life has taken, root out the cause of the course of the miasma that is this life. This life. My life. I gotta stop crying. Stop whining about …
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I live in Silence. A space so vast that even winds tire to tred, a consciousness so deep that light fears to explore, where my scream is swallowed in the buzz of a crowd of the ever present, ever absent, …
I trudge alone, Though it doesn’t seem so, From the day I left her house of warmth Amidst tears and fervent protestations I was shoved out into this cold bitter path In which i trudge alone. Onward i am forced …
I need a prayer. I. need. A prayer. A prayer for divine consolation, insulation – at least a diversion to rid my brain of these reverberations… See, these reverberations going through my head render me utterly disconsolate with acrid pictures of …