The once overwhelming pain

now just a physical presence.

The new interest in people

seriously decreasing yet..

that one person who always holds on..

Never thought I would live so long,

 yet here I am merely cuz of those few people.

Making me pass through these awful days,

making me look forwards for something.

Ruining my once death wish,

giving birth to a solid plan,

not to leave but to live.

Stand and never never get back down.

Making happy from simple things

Ignoring huge set backs just to handle

Ignorance is not acceptance but

acknowledging and yet ignoring...


Solitude? almost, but happy? hope? unity?

Yes yes yes 

  • Author: Ananya (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2022 02:37
  • Category: Friendship
  • Views: 18

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