I wish this wasn't my every night.
I wish that I could tell you that having a fear more intense than that of dying wasn't the relationship i have with my own mind. I wish i could tell you that.
There's a small sense of piece that comes with realising that you're no longer afraid of dying. The fear of losing someone else is enough to make you want to blend in with the shadows.
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Write comment. Such a nice poem, Emily holt. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks