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Funeral Party

Existential Grief

By Katherine GarciaPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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I can feel the stillness of my bones

Unmovable

I have created walls similar to yours

I find myself here because I've decided to purge that which haunts me

Something tells me tonight will be a long hour in which i'll drown

I will surrender to the night

Traveling through endless streets that turn into the labyrinth of my nightmares

I'm taken to a cemetery in my dreams

Where I mourn, weep and scream

Incessantly

I'm lost in a tunnel of time

Shadows that follow

Tonight I dance with the voices in my head and they take me far away

Until I reach the point between the past and what's to come

There's no present here

Amidst the shores of the ocean

Just I

Waiting for the sweet final hour

My hades

sad poetry
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