Finding hope through pain

Finding yourself speaking,

but there is no-one around to hear

those beautiful thoughts,

the fact that the room around you is bare,

leaves the mind to ponder if you're there at all.


for if dreams fixated for the pleasure of one man cannot be shared with another,

the thoughts,

if they were thoughts at all,

cease to excist.

the window;

The birds outside,

the quiet daisy that is

barely pushing up through the

harsh landscape.

To Escape;

sliding through the small crack,

scraping my chest,

as the crooked nails cut deep,

Pushing Past Pain;

Feet firmly touching the coarse soil

I reached for the daisy,

that inspired me to grow,

and I walk away

into the desolate world beyond.


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