قضيت وقتي كله أتساءل إن كان بإمكان المرء أن يسير خلال الحياة وحيدًا بلا أهل ولا رفقاء؛ تساءلتُ فقط كي أواسي ذاتي وأشعرها بأنّنا بخير، وبأنّ هجرَنا جميعَ من أحبَبْنا قبل أن يهجرونا كان وسيظل أكثرَ قراراتِنا حِكمة… ورمَت الحياة الإجابة في وجهي فور ملاحظتها أنني جزءٌ منها، مخبرةً إياي أنّ الشوائب لا مكان لها، …
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Douleurs
(d’esprit) She laughed, and I noticed for the first time that her right front tooth was slightly chapped at the middle. It was too small that you had to look hard to see it, and maybe that was why I was just noticing it even after all the staring I’ve been doing on her face. …
Empty
Boxes;Just in caseYou’d ever like to keepAll the waysAll the whysOf how you keep yourself In pain. ~♥~
Similar
How similar are all the storiesOf the people.Of their everyday lives,And the not-so-everydayDays wrapped in knivesOr days wrapped in velvet;A coat of tufted fabric;A coat of bloodBright with sacrifice. You cannot have everything,Neither can I. Children get worseWhen they float high. But, I am willingTo compromise. Come, I’ll sing youA lullaby.Twinkle TwinkleDon’t you cry.I am …
Drift
I’m trying to grasp a pile of sand and take it off shore. But, I’m a boat. I’m a small wooden boat no one would use. My wooden boards are chapped and cracked, uneven, and barely holding together. I was imperfectly made, and time and humidity decided to take their toll on me and make …
SingulariT 