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a void breeding in the bleakness of my realms,
growing and growing;
feeding on the perpetual emptiness.
yes i know,
i know that i sound like every other teenager,
claiming to be despondent.
but i am not shunning their pain,
or accusing them of pining for attention,
for i know that the desolation can be real…
sleeping late and waking up early,
cause why the hell not,
it was better than facing my unpredictable dreams.
feeling a strong sense of purposelessness,
leaving me with one persistent question–
do i ever do anything for myself?
no, of course not.
my sticky cheek pressed against the pillow;
tears swimming over the bridge of my nose, trickling down horizontally,
dampening the cloth fibres.
and just when i thought the void had won;
finally consuming me whole and whole,
you sauntered into my realms.
it was a match,
you quaffed my emptiness like a recluse drank his pint.
the aching, followed by the lingering numbness– it all stopped;
for you perfectly spilled over, into my