- James Baldwin
- James Baldwin
Unspoken truths settle between us, yet the bond holds, steady and quiet.
In disagreement, we search for balance, honoring differences without losing trust.
Friendship evolves, but its core remains.
Unspoken truths settle between us, yet the bond holds, steady and quiet.
In disagreement, we search for balance, honoring differences without losing trust.
Friendship evolves, but its core remains.
Explains a lot …
Explains a lot …
stolen moments claim the night—
dawn waits, unyielding.
stolen moments claim the night—
dawn waits, unyielding.
but I linger in the artificial glow,
chasing moments I swore were mine.
📚Books unread, shows unfinished,
a quiet defiance against the day's demands.
⏳Hours stolen from sleep
feel like justice,
though the sunrise will not forgive.
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but I linger in the artificial glow,
chasing moments I swore were mine.
📚Books unread, shows unfinished,
a quiet defiance against the day's demands.
⏳Hours stolen from sleep
feel like justice,
though the sunrise will not forgive.
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yet I cling to its fading edges,
scrolling, streaming, delaying rest.
A rebellion against the clock,
stealing time for myself,
though dawn will punish.
Screens glow, moments pass—
the night becomes my ally,
but morning demands its toll.
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yet I cling to its fading edges,
scrolling, streaming, delaying rest.
A rebellion against the clock,
stealing time for myself,
though dawn will punish.
Screens glow, moments pass—
the night becomes my ally,
but morning demands its toll.
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Thoughts like restless waves collide—
Sleep drifts far away.
Thoughts like restless waves collide—
Sleep drifts far away.
Insomnia grips tightly, a relentless force.
The mind races, replaying thoughts on an endless loop.
Sleep becomes a distant hope.
Dark circles deepen as exhaustion takes hold.
The search for rest feels futile, yet the struggle continues. 🌙
Insomnia grips tightly, a relentless force.
The mind races, replaying thoughts on an endless loop.
Sleep becomes a distant hope.
Dark circles deepen as exhaustion takes hold.
The search for rest feels futile, yet the struggle continues. 🌙
What’s something that brings out your inner mystic? 🌌
What’s something that brings out your inner mystic? 🌌