The first day of the year

Quiet nights
With silent footsteps.
You tread with careful care.

Old photographs
WIth their smiles
Where are they now?

Alone but not lonely
"Be strong"
You tell yourself.

One time
The last mention.

With you




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ｃａｎ’ｔ　ｓｌｅｅｐ．
Ｉ ｆｅｅｌ　ａｌｉｖｅ　ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｆｉｒｓｔ　ｔｉｍｅ
Ｉｎ　ａ　ｌｏｎｇ　ｔｉｍｅ
Ｉ　ｆｅｅｌ　ｌｉｋｅ　ｓｃｒｅａｍｉｎｇ
ａｎｄ　ｒｕｎｎｉｎｇ　ｂａｒｅｆｏｏｔ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ
ａｎｄ　ｄａｎｃｉｎｇ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｔｒｅｅｔｌｉｇｈｔｓ．
Ｗｈｅｎ　ｗａｓ　Ｉ ｔｈｉｓ　ｐｏｓｉｔｉｖｅ？
Ｉｔ　ｆｅｅｌｓ　ｇｏｏｄ．
Ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｆｅａｒ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ　ｄｉｓｓｉｐａｔｉｎｇ　ｋｉｎｄａ　ｏｖｅｒｗｈｅｌｍｓ　ｍｅ　ｆｏｒ　ａ　ｓｅｃｏｎｄ
ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｎ　ｉｔ　ｄｉｓａｐｐｅａｒｓ
ａｓ　ｆａｓｔ　ａｓ　ｉｔ　ａｒｒｉｖｅｄ

ａｎｄ　Ｉ ｆｅｅｌ　ｓｏ

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Ａ　ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ．

Ｉ’ｖｅ　ｎｏｔ　ｂｅｅｎ
ｇｒａｔｅｆｕｌ．

Ｉ ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｋｎｏｗ．

Ｉ ｈａｖｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｔｈｉｓ．

Ｉ ｗａｎｔ　ｔｏ　ｌｉｅ　ｉｎ　ａ　ｆｉｅｌｄ　ｏｆ　ｇｒａｓｓ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　
ｍｉｄｄｌｅ　ｏｆ　ｎｏｗｈｅｒｅ
Ａｎｄ　ｓｍｏｋｅ　ａ　ｊｏｉｎｔ
Ａｎｄ　ｓｔａｒｅ　ａｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｔａｒｓ
Ａｎｄ　ｔｈｉｎｋ．
Ａｂｏｕｔ　ａ　ｌｏｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｉｎｇｓ　ｔｈａｔ　ｈａｖｅ　ｔｏ　
ｂｅ　ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔ　ｍｏｒｅ　ａｂｏｕｔ．

ｘ’ｍａｓ　ｙ’ａｌｌ　ｆｕｃｋｅｒｓ

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Ｓｐａｒｋｌｅｐｏｏｐ．

Ｔｈｅ　ｅｎｄ．


Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｍａｓ　ｉｓ　ｃｏｍｉｎｇ．
Ｎｏｔ　ｅｘｃｉｔｅｄ．
Ｉ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｗａｎｔ　ｔｏ　ｒｅａｄ　ａ　ｆｅｗ　ｍｏｒｅ　ｂｏｏｋｓ．
Ａｎｄ　ｍａｙｂｅ
Ｉ ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｋｎｏｗ．

Ｉｓ　ｉｔ　ｎｏｒｍａｌ　ｔｏ　ｍａｓｔｕｒｂａｔｅ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　
ｄｅｐｒｅｓｓｅｄ？

Ｆｕｌｌ　ｏｆ　ｑｕｅｓｔｉｏｎｓ．
Ｉｔ　ｉｓ　ｗｈａｔ　ｉｔ　ｉｓ．

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Brb busy dying. Alongside with everything else in this world.

B.B

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Ｉｔ’ｓ　ａｌｌ　ｊｕｓｔ　ａ　ｄｉｓｔａｎｔ　ｍｅｍｏｒｙ．
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Moving forward with all the battle scars.
It's not about leaving the past behind,
But allowing it to walk beside me
With the good memories or the bad
The lessons learnt

Fuck all the shit
Fuck this all
It's time to live again
Breathe again
To look beyond the borders of my circumstances

Going to let myself fly, have the vulnerability to be seen
To be knocked down
To be mocked
To be loved
To be hated.

B.b