We sat there, you and I talking about life. Thatwas the best feeling I ever had. Our conversation was full of depth, our voicesechoed around us. We were talking softly, exchanging secrets with whispers, butI could hear our heart so loud, raging with honesty and genuity. Our intentthat day was to eat together, because everyone left. We were both sad souls,just merely looking for company. As we sat there, searching for words that bestdescribe our pain, slowly, our walls crumbled in front of us, our flaws andvulnerability being exposed. We didn't care, we didn't hesitate at all. Foronce, we felt human again, we felt alive.
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Peace with Myself
PoetryThese poems are here to give light in times of darkness, to make aware that darkness exist and that darkness can be conquered. Peace with Myself is a collection of poems from my journal for almost three years and finally, I am sharing it to the worl...
