Today, I realise
my demons are still inside me
they're not dead
they surround me,
the air carries their scent,
they seem to be everywhere,
it reminds me of the scenes I've countlessly seen,
Of the places I've been,
They haunt me even when I'm alone
and even the weather reminds me of them.
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• lost stars
PoetryWe are stars. Every one of us. A fire burns inside us, so strong that it in the end it will destroy us. We are stars that have lost their twinkle, their light. We are stars that need to be rekindled, relighted. We are stars and we have lost our ligh...
