every night at 2 am I am hit with a longing so deep
it shakes my bones and makes me bleed
my spine cracks under the weight of expectations and I scream a silent cry
but all that comes out of my mouth is blood
is blood
blood
blood
b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶
"go straight ahead, everything you want is waiting for you"
but there is no path to follow
there is no path for people like me
this world is not for people like me
— selene ☽
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edge of existence
Poetrylacuna /ləˈkjuːnə/ a blank space, a missing part 🕊 𓆩♡𓆪 #21 in poem 𓆩♡𓆪 #23 in poetry
