Random Thoughts🌙

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Nightmares robbed her sleep,
The fears she had were buried too deep;

Headaches tormented her days.
She prayed it was all a short phase.

Her thoughts were those of hopelessness
Her head felt like a fücking mess.

Soaring too high, the fall was fatal
Her condition far from stable.

She smiled to hide the misery,
Laughing forcefully to mask the catastrophe.

Her body was a library full of stories,
A collection made up of painful memories.

Her soul, a shrinking light,
She was losing her spirit and her fight;

Half of her stargazing,
The other half slowly fading.

She falls prey to tears and hurt every time she's alone,
Waiting and hoping for a ring on her phone.

Her fears and insecurities destroyed her.
Her shattered self felt existence was a mere blur.

100th chapter, a century worth of words