Piece

What would I be without a little sadness?

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Missing

I miss you when you aren’t around. I never miss anyone.

This is something new.

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Worn

I am tired of waiting.

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Fiction, Truth

“There’s something about you,” he said. “You’re closed up, you’re tight. You’re like a wall.”

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Ghost

I just want to disappear.

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Window

“I know the way this will go.

Every day will be like the next one and the last one. Slowly I will shirk childhood and prolonged adolescence, rent an apartment, pay my bills, pay off debt. My world will be empty except for the skeleton of a structured routine, enough to keep me tethered and lost. I will sit, alone, by a window in an armchair I paid too much for and watch the seasons go past.  Time will move and I will think, over and over again, is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there is…”

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Keep it close

Never let anyone know.

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Fixed

It’s all in your head
Wonder if I’m fixed to cut

–Stars

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Turn Over

Sometimes the clean fall air and sky dig out a hollow space in my chest.

Today I am sad.

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Here we are again

This is a perpetuate cycle that I can’t get out of.

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