i don't need a place to stay anymore,
not a house, not a home,
not a door to close behind me.
i'll find somewhere else to be,
somewhere no one will look for me,
where silence is the only company.
it's easier this way,
to slip away unnoticed—
like a breath you can't quite remember.
i don't mind the thought of leaving,
the idea of slipping through the cracks
and never being found.
i'm not afraid of the space between
here and gone,
not anymore.
i've been waiting for it so long
it feels like something i've always known,
like an old friend at the door,
waiting for me to let them in.
the world keeps screaming
that it's ending,
but i don't feel it—
just the slow fading,
the quiet pull of nothing.
i turned,
but there was nothing to see,
just the hollow of what was,
the empty frame i used to fill.
maybe this is it—
the moment i've been waiting for,
the final silence.
i don't want to pretend anymore,
don't want to keep fighting
when i don't even know what i'm fighting for.
it would be easier to let go now,
before the weight of it all
drags me too far.
maybe it would be better
if it came soon—
before i fade,
before i disappear.
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poems
Poesíapoems i've written. i recommend reading from the bottom of the parts and working up to the first one. i promise they get better and more lengthy. the first few poems are rhyme schemes, the rest are free verse peoms. please don't take without credits...
