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5 feet from me an answer lies still. 2 jumps away the path to nothingness. I forgot how much strength it takes to stay alive. I forgot how much of something it takes to keep my hands from the medicine cabinet. A funny joke? I knew better, and still I am here. Ashamed, tired, but breathing. The past is a stone I can’t un-throw. It sinks, but I don’t. Not so funny joke, Hope is not shining, it’s cracked, faint, a coal I cup in my hands. But maybe, I don’t need to soar. I just need to last the night and rise, however heavy, tomorrow. I'm saying, If hope can last the night So can I. The medicine cabinet stays shut tonight. We’ll fight again come morning.
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Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 11:07 AM UTC
Hope
5 feet from me an answer lies still. 2 jumps away the path to nothingness. I forgot how much strength it takes to stay alive. I forgot how much of something it takes to keep my hands from the medicine cabinet. A funny joke? I knew better, and still I am here. Ashamed, tired, but breathing. The past is a stone I can’t un-throw. It sinks, but I don’t. Not so funny joke, Hope is not shining, it’s cracked, faint, a coal I cup in my hands. But maybe, I don’t need to soar. I just need to last the night and rise, however heavy, tomorrow. I'm saying, If hope can last the night So can I. The medicine cabinet stays shut tonight. We’ll fight again come morning.
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23/F/Johannesburg
Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 11:07 AM UTC
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