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I am not a being of depth, I realise
The shallowness of my being
Constricts in my chest
Dark feels like home to me
I lose myself in its endless breadth.
Bodies of warmth and love
Stick to my skin
I feel a little less
Each time I see myself
In the mirror and I sigh
For what feels like years
Because even though I have changed
These voices are always heard.
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~insight07
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I don’t understand others, myself
In this sea of known faces.
All these smiles are
A reflection of my own
And yet, I do not know them.
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It feels like a trick of my mind
One I witness each night
Impossible situations with impossible people
All in a place at once.
Energies in synchrony with the past
Events of magnitude beating with a will
Of their own.
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Among the wrestling thoughts and anxieties
Unfamiliar beds and noises
I catch a glimpse of my blue;
This sky is my paradise
Where I burn and die
Only to be born
Each night in my mind.
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Home is where I belong
At that time, with those people;
No matter their unfamiliarity
With my own.
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~insight07
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Why do I look for
Warmth among ashes?
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I remind myself of my young age
Life is yet to be seen
I’m among the lucky few
I have a lot
But I have lost a little too
A sister, my innocence, a home
It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay
I whisper out loud
This illusion of normalcy
Is too real now.
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~insight07
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