releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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I seem to be speaking to emptinessA wall that screams white,That screams nobody is inOr get out I need spaceSpeaking to eyes that only have a black holes sinking behind themThey ask the generic questions Of ” how are you” and “what’s new”Not knowing that nothing rings anymoreTheir ears and limbs weighted down in pebbles, […]