Some days it feels like normal Like the weight of sorrow has been lifted And deep piercing pain healed Other days it all comes back And rages Loss. Pain. Futility. Why did it ever happen? Why was I so fucking stupid? I feel alive! I feel creative! I feel powerful! I’m not bored! Or bound! …
Tag Archives: Nihilism
i am nothing
I am nothing. Just as I’ve always been. Not an illusion, only a delusion Not even a dream or a distant memory Maybe a rumor. But one that was never told let alone spread Only if I was once alive could I then be dead. For a moment I thought I was alive. For a …
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