And suddenly I found myself walking again in the realm of isolation
I've heard the violin play a melancholic hymn
Everything's grey
The place is empty
I am walking in an endless path
Trying to figure out why emptiness is slowly drowning me
Feels like drowning in the cold deep void
Shattered into pieces because HAHAHHA hey I am waiting here inside the room 3 — geez OPD!
It's a bit awkward girllllll
OMG HAHAHAHAHA
Doctor amfgsghdjdkdkdlldld
Ugh this is how insane I can extremely get.
P.S
This is a draft I found tonight while sorting my notes. A bit displeased, I haven't finished the drama😞 I remember it was the day of my minor operation and I'm so terrified that I started to comfort myself by writing a free verse poem. But then I have a crush with my doctor and when I saw him enter the room, the ambience immediately changed. Therefore, I don't know how to continue my melancholic sentiments anymore. I wrote down what my mind is screaming at the moment instead.
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NonfiksiIt includes real life situations and events. A glimpse of HER thoughts. Contains poems, quotes and prose. Welcome to HER world - a concoction of peotic sentiments and confessions drizzled with grayish clouds of chaos dusted with fragility and ardor.
