Thu, 01/21/2021 - 19:58 -- naceve

I don’t feel passionate anymore

As if it’s all been sucked out of me

And I’m dry

As if the water that used to flow


And what’s left is sand, rock


And I’m left with something new

That I don’t recognize

Forced to adapt

But what does it mean?

Where am I going?

And when will the rain come to fill

This gap 

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