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...Null_Space
By SolApathy
Can’t go anywhere except down
Yet here I am already 6 feet underground
Not my body; my soul
Body refusing to let go
What I would do to have the courage
Pull this trigger yesterday
Inject darkness into my veins
Stand in front of the daily train
Drown in the rain
Why can’t these drops carry me away
Into the shadows of my long overdue decay
Yet here I am already 6 feet underground
Not my body; my soul
Body refusing to let go
What I would do to have the courage
Pull this trigger yesterday
Inject darkness into my veins
Stand in front of the daily train
Drown in the rain
Why can’t these drops carry me away
Into the shadows of my long overdue decay
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Copyright 2023 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, February 22, 2023.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...Bullets laying below, whispering for me to let goComments on "...Null_Space"
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On Sunday, February 26, 2023, SolApathy
(667)
wrote:
Living, trapped in the end-game memories, knowing you can never touch those moments again has left me in a place I just haven't been able to escape. I try to smile, I try to move beyond...And yet all I hear is the same sad song. Thank you for all of the comments, I appreciate it and know I am far from the only person that has suffered a tragic loss, though as people who have suffered a tragic loss can attest--- That offers little consolation.
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On Sunday, February 26, 2023, LIFEINVADER
(302) wrote:
I appreciate the emotional depth of this piece, and it reminds me of your previous work. It seems to convey a sense of feeling trapped and unable to move forward, which is a difficult situation to be in. I can empathize with these emotions, as I've felt similarly in my life, and I understand how painful it can be to find a way out. Nonetheless, I hope that you're able to overcome these challenges and find a path forward. Keep creating, cheers.
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On Sunday, February 26, 2023, SolApathy
(667) wrote:
Thank you for reading and commenting on my work. I appreciate it.
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On Thursday, February 23, 2023, carlosjackal
(3016) wrote:
When the soul is long dead before the body ever is and all the mind wants is to join the soul too; for final peace; for the pain to be at an end. Heart breaking poem that makes me wish you could find even just a chink of hope to bring that first slither of light back into a dark life.
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On Sunday, February 26, 2023, SolApathy
(667) wrote:
Hope is my broken angel. Thank you for your words, they mean a lot.
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