My back hurts so badly Bent over for hours with no progress Painting the same colors of red and black Over the chest of a woman Screaming To ears that don’t exist And even in a state of shock Nothing makes sense And everyone seems pressed To move on to something next.
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Public Service Announcement- 2020
I like to think the universe has forced me into solitude Rather, than myself falling into the depths of isolation. Yet, I remain a lonely state, accompanied by depression that meets the instability of my internal irrationalities. S.
My spiritual expedition
Ever since Summer 2016 ended, life has been a rollercoaster of constant ups and downs. 2019 was terrible, but 2018 was worse. So heading into 2020 is only a blessing for me. In my new spiritual expedition, I have found it extremely difficult in maintaining my peace around people who are disruptive to it. Whether…
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