// s o n d e r \\ - "the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" Life can be dark, cold and lonely. Feeling betrayed, misunderstood, chewed up and spat out by the world, its when I get sonder, that I realise I might not be as alone as I thought. This is my autobiography, in a series of harsh and delicate words, painted as a story. Includes drugs, sex, alcoholism, depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal tendencies, assault and other hard topics, so read at your own discretion. THIS IS THE TRIGGER WARNING. I wrote it, with the intention that, if there are people in the world who feel alone and misunderstood just like me, and can benefit in any way by relating to my stories in my poems, then I have done at least one thing right. Highest rankings: #1 in poetry 07/05/2021 #1 in poetry 26/11/2021 #1 in slampoetry 07/05/2021 #1 in sonder 08/05/2021 #1 in sonder 06/12/2021 #2 in slampoetry 25/11/2021 #2 in slampoetry 01/12/2021 #2 in slampoetry 06/12/2021 #2 in sonder 27/11/2021 #2 in sonder 01/12/2021 #3 in slampoetry 06/07/2021 #3 in sonder 30/09/2021 #3 in sonder 25/11/2021 #3 in sonder 11/12/2021 #4 in slampoetry 24/11/2021 #4 in slampoetry 03/01/2022 #5 in melancholy #6 in sadness #11 in poetry #11 in alcoholism #21 in smoking

the sky was so angry throwing lightning at them but she was too sad to even notice. However, she thought it was beautiful. "I don't think you understand, why are you even here" she cried out, quickly wiping her tears and looking away. "Stupid tears..." she murmured abruptly. "It's fine... You don't have to play strong all the time " " what do you know about me? I AM STRONG ! " her voice broke at the end. She sounded more like she was trying to desperately convince herself. "Are you ? '' she stared in his dreamy eyes assessing the amused expression on his face before finally bursting into tears... It was then the start. when this stranger showed up in her life like a midnight wish, this stranger who saw her without her armor that she always cared to wear, without any lights around her hiding the darkness that runs straight to her core. He was a good abserver, and he knew that, her exterior was JUST A FAÇADE.