Tenement

A small space to portray, express, and repurpose.

Category: January 2025

  • Peace now feels likePutting my cold hands in pocketsThe perfect glasses prescriptionA friend that makes me feel so fullKnowing what I deserveLoving my regrets keeping me awakeLeading me somewhere more like meSeeing in color again, the truest onesPeace feels like I’m actually at peace.

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  • I flipped it on its headI see the darkness in me and everywhereThe nihilism and how everything will endHow pointless it seemsHow alone it isBut I create my fantasyConfront the demons Invite them out the darkThen let them retreat againBecause holding on to them Does nothing I try my bestI improveAnd I accept that there…

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  • folding clothes on the bed around the cat asleep in the middle of it,then the bluest haze seeps in as it always does during this time,when it’s so quiet and just me and the haze and the space opens too wide, taking my mind back far again wondering how things could be now while the…

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  • There’s still a lot of wild country down in that areaMy dad told meSo wild you could get lost, run into a mountain lion, lose your paths trampled by the boars,A danger still hidden far down in the minesFind things that are almost forgotten Coming through the hollers of Harlan hills A bloody history, ravines…

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  • I often feel so alone, how can I not be eaten alive by this feeling I’m running out of time, that I’m on the verge of being lost, a fear that runs throughout my life like a thread too thin to knowingly grasp, my thoughts keep coming back to it though, the search and the…

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