-Goodnight, Darling-
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  • Reads 450
  • Votes 199
  • Parts 30
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Sep 13, 2021
Poetry to the moments I've doubted myself most,
And to the other moments where I've also doubted myself! 
So... pretty much the majority of my life.
There's a lot to doubt, okay?!

To each breath I take,
To every lie I claim a staggering stake,
To each and every thought of each and all of my own mistake,
'Til death do we part,
For I warn you that I am not one to be very smart.
I warn you that I am not bold.
I warn you that I am not perfect.
I warn you that I am not whole.
I warn you that I love nonetheless,
That I smile and laugh when I hear you're coming back.
I smile, and for a moment my feelings find themselves having lost track,
Of where I begin, and where you take hold.
My Darling,
Might you find warmth in the cold.

CONTENT WARNING FOR THE DISCUSSION OF TRAUMA, MENTAL HEALTH, ABUSE, AND A HECK OF A LOT OF OTHER STUFF SPRINKLED IN. IF THESE TOPICS ARE SENSITIVE TO YOU, YOU BEST GO ON WITH CARE MY FRIEND
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