I read a poemAnd in that moment I realisedI’ve done well.Done well survivingSurviving the chaos that plays outInside the walls of the great I am.The hidden unseen chambersWhere all the voices playAnd the devil and demons have their say.I’ve done well survivingAll that could’ve been.On kitchen floors with tears and knivesNever seen by the onesContinue reading “I’ve done well”
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Clues
I’m forever speaking Writing Leaving clues like breadcrumbs Praying to the nonexistent god That someone will see and then find me.
Yaku 