Visit me in my dreams. So you can tell me what form your soul takes when it leaves your body. That way, it’ll be easier for me to find you — in another world or another time. I’ll be staring at the stars like you told me to, waiting patiently for any sign of you, my lighthouse.
I love you forever, Marnix.
Grieving for someone who is alive is bad and enough.
Imagine grieving for someone who’s never coming back.
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I have the kind of sadness that will never go away. No matter how hard I try to be happy.
The mind can be a prison. Only there is no release date; no parole. Just a life sentence.
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Take the cancer
Put it between your lips
Take a match
Set your lungs on fire
Pull
Breathe out
This is the way of life
Have we failed as humans?
To only deal with the pressures of living by killing ourselves?
Blessed are those who do not having screaming minds.
My mind never goes quite.
Screams. Voices.
I take the cigarette
Put it between my lips
And set my lungs alight
For the soul purpose of having the rush that with consume my body
And for a second
I forget that screams
They go quite
Intoxicated but the smoke that fills my existence
It blurs my mind
I cannot see the voices
And when they return
I light another.
This is my life.
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