Tuesday, November 26, 2024

Comfort in The Dark

Comfort in the Dark


 Something feels different this time. The dark and empty seem to be welcoming me and I’m not resistant. It makes me wonder. Am I giving up. Letting go. Acceptance that nothing I’m doing leads me to any other place but here. Is this really all there is for me? My Soul Survivor is distant and oh so silent. Hopelessness is powered by the nothingness of existence only. 

 Endless wandering; 

still no one is ever really there. 

Nothing stops the pain and 

we still don’t care. 


11.26.24


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