June 18, 2024
Every night feels like being caught in an unending storm. My thoughts crash like relentless waves, leaving me adrift in a sea of darkness. The night, which should be a sanctuary for rest, becomes a battleground. The silence amplifies the internal noise, making each thought louder and more insistent. These thoughts swell like stormy waves, sometimes gently lapping at the edges of my mind, other times crashing violently, shattering any chance of finding peace.
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Author: I wrote this when I was having trouble sleeping because I was overthinking too much.
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Echoes Of My Inner Storm
PoetryA collection of my essays, short poems, and just pure randomness haha.