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Apr 11
Unsettling feelings settle in,
Distraction without cause.
A million plans of what to do.
Overwhelmed, I pause.

Minutes become hours,
And fast turn into days.
Days drift into many years,
Evidenced by the greys.

Trapped inside this vivid dream,
Broken, Sad, Forlorn.
Finding peace with moonlight's kiss,
Hating hopeless dawn.

'It all gets better in the end',
Simply, I don't buy it.
Stifled deep within my heart,
This haunting disquiet.
First draft of my first recent poem (Lost all my old stuff thanks to HDD's dying + the lack of a cloud back then... The place I posted on them doesn't even have records on google anymore!)

I hammered this out quickly and used it to sign up, so it only got a single edit. Maybe I'll revisit this in the future, but I feel like it's in a good spot now.
Josh Crawley
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Josh Crawley  38/M/Australia
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