Tell me
Why my dreams
Don't exist
Not even in the night.
Is there a day
After today?
These 24 hours
Rob me of nightmares.
Or did I
sacrifice my future
for the sake
of living today?
I don't see past this day
And the future doesn't exist
Live life
By deadlines
Made by others.
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The Bottom of The Sea is Dark and Lonely
PoesíaIn attempting to heal my wounds, Many more came to announce their arrival Etching their names onto the marble walls Of the grand palace in my wavering mind. So I sank deep, deep down into the depths Trying to find an escape. But the bottom of the se...
