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by [nica ioana ]

2013-11-30  |     | 

I’m afraid sometimes. Afraid that I will be left alone. Trapped in a room with my dark thoughts.

Hanging on with the verge of my fingertips to the last shread of hope, that things will look less greysh tomorrow. That my wounds won’t be deeper than spilled red blood scratches. Pulling my roots until they bleed damage brains.

That I’m not going crazy thinking of summer sadness, and wishing I had time to wallow. That there is more to life than four dark walls, and the feeling of being a prisoner in a cell. Punishment. Eternal flames, misting the emptiness inside.

Looking for something to feel more than empty. Other emotions than dark. Other mimicry than sadness and exhaustion.
Other feelings than disappointment. place to hide. Together.alone.
13.30. when did time go by…

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