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Unaccepted Solace

There is no existence left. I no longer belong.
I'm going down,
down
down
I can't see anything, it's so quiet and lonely,
Ever since you've been gone,
I've been gone too.
My body remains, but my soul does not,
It seeks something better,
Something to give me strength.
But I cannot receive,
I'll shake off all the comforts from my peers.
I cannot let go of you,
It would be as if you never existed,
And I can't go on knowing that I pushed you out of my mind.
I seek solace, but I'll die before I accept.
One day, you'll have to come back, and I'll be able to cure the hole in my heart.

#100days @madhatter
5: Seeking Solace.
(I know it kind of bends the rules...)

heyimkate

@heyimkate

Fourteen. I love writing, any genre. It seems to take up a lot of my time. One day I'd like to write a novel - whether that ambition will succeed, I'm not quite sure. I love media, and some day hope to be a journalist of some sort. On here you'll probably find bits of my short stories, my attempt at poetry and just general random stuff. Kik me: misguidedGhost14.

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Comments & Feedback (2)

No, i loved it, and it's amazing :) i'm telling you, it's not Writing Bootcamp, rules were made to be bended and broken :)

@madhatter Thank you!! Hehe!! 😊

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