a word on hyper-independence
My life has always been one of quiet sovereignty,
a party where the only attendees are mirrors.
a word on hyper-independence
My life has always been one of quiet sovereignty,
a party where the only attendees are mirrors.
To step into myself
is uncharted territory.
To feel safe
is an unread part of the story.
Read More »Loneliness comes around
where no one is to be found.
It really doesn’t hurt.
Only when my mind is empty and inert,
am I reminded of the disconcert.
Read More »When you already feel a million years old in your soul, it’s hard to want to grow old.
My chance to watch the world in wonder has already walked away from me.
Now, I look with grief stricken eyes.
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