I started this off as a letter.

A letter composed of hurt,

pain, rejection, heartbreak,

melancholy, nostalgia.

I recollected the moments,

the memories, the minutes.

i felt low; misery already drowning me.

The pain pierced deep

seeping in raw and flesh.

Hurling in shards of glasses

Piercing, breaking, wrecking.

Pieces falling off the edges,

I don’t hear a feeling.

seconds, minutes, hours

Seeming like an eternity.




In the soaring sky I searched for an ember of life.

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