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All the Things I've Never Told You

Poesia

This is more of a safe place for my thoughts. I write down to pour out so I write often, and it's a way of coping. Some things are truly better left unsaid, and most of mine end up here, under the scrutiny of strangers. Feel free to tell me what you...

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by it_is_fine

by it_is_fine

I can barely remember home

But what I remember of it is more than enough of snippets

And snapshots of the minute things

That nobody gave so much as a glance

I remember many a night so dark

The stars shining so bright

and lighting up the roads ablaze with their light

I remember feeling the weight of the darkness

So heavy a companion, so light a soul

So gentle a mother as it besieged us all

Hid from anything that moves and doesn't

I remember the superstitious old ladies

And the childish innocence that believed every word

And ended up believing that black cats where shape-shifter jinns up till sixth grade

I remember the last time anyone cared about my birthday

I remember the last day I did as well

And I remember most of all

The day I last stepped a foot out of home

Not knowing that I'm

Never coming back again