Hello, people. Hope everyone is doing well. I know there wasn't a lot of writing this year, but I was in no state to do that. I'm doing a bit better, much better now. Kinda. But important exams are coming up, and time is really sparse.
At the beginning of this month, I lost the pet dog we've had for the past eight years as well. Her mother was born in my home, and so was she and her brother. But she was the one who lived and stayed with us the longest. She was family too.
Its, again, bittersweet, because it was truly her time, but the loss hurts the same. A little more, in fact, because of having lost my grandfather just this September.
Thank you, everyone, who's been reading my books and my messages and always dropping the sweetest supportive messages. Truly, they keep smtg inside me alive.
I just thought I'd give a little update and a little piece of writing along with it:
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"More"—human greed is endless but when it comes to digging through the overturned earth of the mind and this stone-hardened heart of mine where gravestones sit in silent agony, all I find are dust and ashes of so many dying heart lines.
Yet these bones clatter together like dishes in a lively kicthen, clanging and drowning out all voices except the one screaming for "more."
More of you,
More of me.
More of us
And all we couldn't be.
My veins are pumping love that has nowhere left to go, and I could cry you an ocean with one remembered tone.
"Stay, and don't go. Don't leave the living a mourning husk of a tormented soul."
The hands slip away,
the voices dwindle into heresy
and I'm choking on death;
Its cloak cold,
.....and utterly desolate.
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