midnight rambling #2

[snow stump]

He knew his soul was sick when it started aching.
He knew his heart was failing when it started fading.
He knew his life was fleeting when it started to leave him behind.

He lies awake.
3,4,5am
Still awake.

Soul aching heart fading as he watches from his apartment window as couples come and go.

Sharing the embrace he yearned for so badly.
Hearing words meant for others ears, that he needed so urgently

6,7,8am

His alarm goes off.

So does the gun.

This is part 2 of a series that will focus on simply writing my deepest strongest emotions.

Rate however you see fit.

This was posted at 12:23

@crystal obsidian @rocky vault @vapid widget @supple kettle

@inland falcon @urban comet @atomic thunder @tepid imp

[visual nova]

So Good

[atomic thunder]

Uh oh

[atomic thunder]

Nice

[rocky vault]

oh

9, are you ok forest???

😭

[snow stump]

@vague wolf

[vague wolf]

so does the gun

[vapid widget]

Your poem is hauntingly beautiful, capturing a profound loneliness and despair with very impactful imagery. The progression of time intensifies the sense of hopelessness that ended up leading to a tragic, powerful conclusion. It’s a poignant reflection on the silent battles many face these days. (With that being said, are you okay man? Should I be worried or you're just writing about someone fictional?)

[snow stump]

always and never.
i have been this way for awhile.

[snow stump]

all my work is directly linked to either my own life or that of those closest to me

[vapid widget]

Is this poem in specific of your own life or someone close

[snow stump]

mine.
same with most of my work.
i usually specify which ones are inspired by others via a text or something.

if there's no specification then it's almost guaranteed, based off of my own experiences and life

[crystal obsidian]

Oh god the last line hurt,
I like it though!! (I am so late forgive me)