The beating of the rain echoes the heartbeat— slow, uncertain, fading. A sudden gust of wind rises and falls like the breath drawn through plastic t...Read more
cricketsandcrawlers

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I know you haven’t slept. The dark circles, the yawns, the blank stare—your exhaustion gives you away. Your body begs for rest, but your mind refuses....Read more
Maybe we had it in shreds and shards— like jigsaw pieces lost in the folds of living, tucked in the creases where time forgets. Maybe we had it in fli...Read more
Sometimes I wonder if the world outside is tamer than the world I came to know. If the noise is louder than the whispers of long ago Does the hear...Read more
No one can ever pretend to know what it feels like to be you. How you try to fit in, but not quite getting it right. A smudge from a perfectly drawn ...Read more
Here we are again with the screaming silence within my head Incessant. Unrelenting. Violent. The howling of the undead. The night glares It’s blackne...Read more
I came back for you in the parking lot Behind the old classrooms, with the old oak tree I retraced the tire tracks and the footprints but none led bac...Read more
In a world deafened by its own voice, we drift among faceless crowds, compelled to sway with the clamor, applauding a procession of fools. We blend i...Read more