not sure what it is
but for some time
I don't feel present in this world
among people
I feel their piercing eyes
stabbing me from all the sides
With leaking presence
my shadow fades away
not even the sun is able
to fully draw my shape
there are clouds in my mind
and the storm won't be kind
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A Dimming Mind
PoetryA preview of a few poems from A Dimming Mind poetry collection. - I've pondered various ways to describe this book, but none felt right. It's not your conventional book-it's a collection of memories, my memories gathered over the years. The first po...
