are you up at 3am, too? staring at the ceiling, the white too bright. your heart yearning for something. something that doesn't exist; something that's lost, now. thorns pressed too close to your chest, the fragrance too far gone. turning and tossing your pillow, trying to find the lost calm. the calm, the thoughts in your mind stole. you feel nothing, yet, everything. guilt, like your ribcage, has your heart caged. no blanket keeps the cold away. tears, cries, screams: that's all the silence brings. it's 5, now. daylight seeps in, but your heart remains devoid. the darkness wins, as another day of facade starts. yet, again.
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sunflower [ poetry/ proses/ quotes]
Poetry✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.0...