Chaos In Silence
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Last published Fri, Jan 3, 2025
Chaos in Silence is a raw and evocative journey through the quiet storms of the soul. From the ache of heartbreak and the weight of failure to the solace of friendship and the beauty of self-discovery, this collection of poems captures the unspoken emotions that live in the spaces between words. It's a testament to breaking, healing, and finding strength in the echoes of silence.
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They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job. But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me. I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back. Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him. All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.
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