Category: Journal
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Fear beyond Thought
A ceaseless violation of could dos, should dos, might dos serrate the walls of my skull — forgetting is forgotten, as memory is burdensome. Privy of the suffering where want to dos, ought to dos, and need to dos become fearfully distant, so I abject my experience and fall deeper into the darkness that comforts.
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Strength from Burden
We all have a weight that chains our souls to suffering. It drags behind us, slowing our movements and halting our spirits to its pull. The weight falls in between the scars on our skin, for the debts that we hold in our hearts that turns such weight into the arduity that we have to…
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Absurdity
Why must I hold onto my life? I think of death daily. It clouds my mind to what ill acts could happen to me. Or what I could do to myself. A dance near death, in my mind no one knows I’m on a tightrope. Depression. Anxiety. Suicidal. Pity. Why must I think differently? Not…
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I Desire a Voice
It is my desire to speak, to create, to present, and to listen. I want to show the world the tangled web of my thoughts. I want to speak this pain, so that they may explain the misery. This desire flows through my being, never becoming. I understand now but do not see. Rest will…
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