I wake to darkness all around,
Silence thick, with no way out.
A sound so faint, it fades away—
Dissolving where all once felt as one.
Yet now, nothing seems to align.
I cry out, I scream: “Give me a sign!”
Morning tears fall soft and slow,
Evening drops too soon, too low.
Stars cascade across the moon,
Shades of deepening blue consume,
As I lie still inside my cocoon.
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 7:17 AM UTC
I wake to darkness all around,
Silence thick, with no way out.
A sound so faint, it fades away—
Dissolving where all once felt as one.
Yet now, nothing seems to align.
I cry out, I scream: “Give me a sign!”
Morning tears fall soft and slow,
Evening drops too soon, too low.
Stars cascade across the moon,
Shades of deepening blue consume,
As I lie still inside my cocoon.
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