one dark night
i lay in bed
3 a.m.,
under a pile of bricks
unable to breathe
where does this come from?
then i realized it was myself
i demanded guarantees from the world
i constantly waited for certainty for every second of my life
but it would never come
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Poetrythis is the sequel to my first work, "hellos & goodbyes". if you haven't read that one yet, i would suggest reading it first as there is a flow of events in this series. but even if you don't, i hope this helps anyone or brings some light to whoever...
