someone asks
"what is your biggest fear?"
expecting an answer like failure, loss, death, separation without goodbyes
but all I could think about was
the monotony, the similarity,
how utterly dull life around me is
and somehow the words that fell were
"I'm terrified of living, breathing, and dying just like everyone else."
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open letters to no one
Poetrypoems I can't keep to myself. things to get off my chest with verbs, nouns, adjectives. life lessons I have no one to share with. texts I really should send but don't have the courage to. things I can't say aloud. in essence, words I want to scream...
