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ALone, alone, alone

Ghosted, ghostface, dead

By Just DanielPublished 9 months ago 1 min read
ALone, alone, alone
Photo by Soheb Zaidi on Unsplash

A chaos poem

this muddling of voices in my head

telling me to go ahead and forge the path ahead

while a part of part really wishes I was dead.

Exhausted beyond measure,

stressed beyond erasure,

Longing for companionship and friendship

but knowing in the ending I will die alone.

fact or fictionslam poetryStream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Just Daniel

I write short fiction when I have time. There are also elements of my life interwoven with fantasy that I incorporated into my writing. I also like the unknown, so enter into the dark, true, and mysterious if you dare...

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  • Rowan Finley 9 months ago

    Heartbreaking. Your thoughts are beautiful and your emotions matter.

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