A Little Too Much

A Little Too Much

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Music In The Headphones A Martian poetry made by: Adammuelle Cortes In a world full of silence Sweet voices commence Lingering and repeatable Making me feel comfortable Endless talking Endless listening Just this moment Take me out from torment P.S: Music fills my empty space. Wounded and tormented, despite all of these things happened to me. Sometimes it all gets a little too much.
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I have always hated the rain. I hate its constant noise, the heavy humidity, and the way it makes everything feel limited, as if the world slows down. I also dislike people who claim to love the rain but quickly open an umbrella when it pours-it feels insincere. Maybe that's why I resent it so much, because the rain doesn't just fall around me; it makes me feel deeply alone. My name is Aruna Loraine Costa. I grew up independent, but loneliness has always been the one thing I feared most. After my parents passed away, I lived with my uncle's family, yet I never truly felt like I belonged. I was there, but not really seen, like a shadow quietly following behind. I convinced myself that this was enough, that I didn't need more, until he came into my life. Before him, I never realized how dark and empty my world felt. He made me aware of the silence, the loneliness, and the longing I had buried. For the first time, I wanted something more, I wanted him. He was a storm I wasn't ready for, but instead of protecting myself, I opened my heart and let him pour into me like the rain I once hated. Started: 08/02/23 Finished: 02/28/24

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