And in that moment, I was happy. The company of the thick book in my hands and the light chill engulfing my bare feet was enough. Every worry in the world was distant, the thought of discluding myself from society forever, alas, didn't cause me to tremble in spot, but rather bring me a sense of comfort, curling into a small smile on my lips. The single company I could have ever wished for was the simpleness of the words on the pages, the ticking of the clock, the clean white sheets and the warm wool hoodie. The demons were outside the door, begging for entrance, but to no avail. Finally, peace came. Awareness of the reality to possible loss of the peace was surely in the back of my mind, but only just. The pages were enough to keep me sane.
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YOU ARE READING
a collection of deep thoughts
Puisi☻swimming under the midnight rain☻ Simply pages of thoughts, feelings, ideas, spilled out into words. To get out before I go mad.
