Click a poem to read it fully
It rained inside where hurt once lived, A calm that felt like healing’s start. I followed light that wasn't mine, Knowing it would never stay. I thought the ache had learned to sleep, That peace had finally found …
Night sinks deep, the clock races, Songs flash and fade, Power slips into shade. Quivering hands touch the pill strip a tiny pill, aglow chased by water's flow to calm a restless soul. The pill, hums soft …
The sun arrives, but not for me. My room stays stuck in borrowed light. Morning dies behind closed curtains. I wake late, head heavy with silence. No plan waits, only hours on repeat. I work like code that forgot it…