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May 2017
sitting alone in a room
silent aside from the
pounding of the rain,
whirring of the fan,
street noises travelling
through my open window.
i am alive and do not
feel as though i
need to tear my hair out
due to silence.
i feel the universe
congealing in my bones
and god i feel alive
and **** i feel like god.
turning off the lights
doesn’t make anxieties
race through my skull.
darkness is peace at last.
Written by
Dakota  20/Non-binary/Maryland
(20/Non-binary/Maryland)   
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