Fades

I feel distant from hope

like a soul that is separated

like an empty space

there is only me and uncertain thoughts

 

waiting for the end of the day

but wishing that there was no tomorrow

as if all my dreams are hard to achieve

and slowly my ambition fades

 

I feel like I see someone else inside me

I don't recognize her

little things feel new to me

and death becomes something that is no longer scary

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Ray Miller

Thu 26th Jun 2025 10:04

Enjoyed the read, I've felt the same. Certainly death is no longer scary, but I guess that's just old age.

waiting for the end of the day

but wishing that there was no tomorrow

simple but effective

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