Someone once asked her what a
"dark night" was like.
She closed her eyes and thought of planes crashing and car accidents
but instead said the beach,
Falling asleep under direct sun
only to wind up drowning when you open your eyes,
gargling salt water where once had been air,
forgetting how to swim and knowing you could die right there.
That was her "dark night."
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Meaningless:: a collection
PoetryI've made this for you for when you're lost and alone when you're sinking like a stone use these words, these pieces of broken soul, to heal your own. - this is strictly for awareness, I do not encourage anyone to do the following and if you stru...
