22:98 Climb into bed in the middle of the day, if it helps, and breathe with ease between the safety of sheets. Take a moment of pleasure alone, or with another, to centre yourself, to gain the strength and fling the covers away and face what you must, gain what you wish.
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22:97
22:97 Grief becomes part of the skin, melted into your bones and welded as permanent structure. You carry it every moment, its constant weight never settling, but never leaving. Sluggish movements are your best, the struggle the only defiance against sinking into despair. Against going to sleep and never waking again.
22:96
22:96 Influences drove me to wrong, voices whispering choices that should be ignored, but tickled my conscience at their daring and destruction. What a wonderful teasing for chaos. Moments would never be boring; I would never feel empty.
22:95
22:95 Your destination is on the right. Arrive! Tell the world you’re ready to step out and greet what you must. Perhaps one day it will be true. Arrive. Survive. Thrive.
Update
Bit of an update (because I’m struggling to write a poem today). My course grade has been confirmed as a Distinction and my graduation is next month. I’ve been trying to write more for competitions but haven’t really got into a proper flow yet. I do want to revise the fairy tale poems I haveContinue reading “Update”
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22:94 Close the door against pain, whose cause is something you can’t understand when your life is so full of love. Still, the murky mood returns time and again to impede weary limbs in trials too exhausting for a fragile mind to feel. At times it vanishes with the dawn, to return later, as theContinue reading “22:94”
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22:93 To whom it may concern, if you feel such things, for concern is vital to make our interests known. If you are not concerned, or long to be a whom concern can target, then kindly discard this letter and yourself from our knowledge. We don’t want to concern ourselves with anyone who will notContinue reading “22:93”
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22:92 Please ring doorbell and wait for acknowledgement while your breathing quickens and your heart grows louder. Strain ears for any sign you are welcome, and wonder if they paused to consider a world where you don’t exist, or merely stopped to adjust the key.
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22:91 His friend expires in his arms, curdling from life as his use-by date passes and his contents turn deadly. Any attempt to convince people se’s still consumable fade away at the odour and white fuss coating his flesh. His friend squeezes too hard and breaks skin to the rot beneath, sobbing at the mush,Continue reading “22:91”
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22:90 There’s disease in your mouth, too much filth has resided there. It has corroded away sturdy foundations that now wobble and wait to crumble. But perhaps it can be saved. Cleanse, purify, rinse and repeat, forego all deceptively tasteful treats that hide decay within. Listen to our treatment or we’ll throw up our handsContinue reading “22:90”
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