Dread

Mr. Not


Notice of absence from Mr. Not
I realized it's been a while since I was online. I hope everyone is doing well. I will probably not be logging on regularly now either, just decided to leave a notice. 06.01.2025

Suddenly,
Melancholic dread gnaws at my bones
I needle stitches to my tongue,
as thoughts turn to salt
And shameful sorrow bites my lungs

  • Author: Mr. Not (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2026 07:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: been a while since i loggen on. here's a short poem i wrote a summer night
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 2
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  • sorenbarrett

    The rhyme stitches together a patchwork of words that tell their story of a dreadful situation. Nicely done



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