I woke up
In the middle of a storm
A nightmare
Not of my own
Everyone here
Is attacking each other
With endless judgement
And anger
Hating our land
Depleting one another
Our own spirits
With slander
ALK
Sunshine
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Author:
Amanda Klessig (Sunshine) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 13th, 2025 20:20
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments3
Gratitude is out of date
Self-righteous justification
On the dinner plate
Every night!
Great write.
Thank you so much!!!!
Reality or dream how does one tell the difference? It does seem to be the present state of mind. A most poignant poem, well done.
Is there a difference? Life ..... Lessons and blessings they say.... Idk.
Thank you so much!!!!
sadly the way of the world now, thanks for sharing
An thank you for taking the time to read mine 💯
youre welcome
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