Dr. Sick
deadpoet95.bsky.social
Dr. Sick
@deadpoet95.bsky.social
LP5
My heart still hums the quiet brutality
of everything it endured
inside the narrow walls
of my own mind.
November 26, 2025 at 6:21 AM
Even if the sky felt sick and tired, it found my soul and hers, who had long been searching for each other, across lifetimes and ruins and echoes of unfinished love.
November 22, 2025 at 9:05 AM
🌿 "Echoes of Waiting"

I waited for them —
the ones I love,
to rise,
to shine,
to find their place in the sun.

I stood at the edge,
cheering their climb,
hoping they'd see me
when they reached the top.
November 12, 2025 at 1:53 PM