Epiphaneotos

Let the catharsis begin

May, 19th 

I haven’t written about you in a while.

You’ve been haunting my dreams.

But I couldn’t find my pen.


May, 22nd 

My pen is escaping, still.

But now my dreams are empty.

And my heart is aching.

May, 24th

I want to find light,
in the darkest inks.

I want their shadow,
printed on my skin.

I want to find you,
in the dark lights.


May, 25th

My dreams were haunted again.

But not by you.

My pen is in my hand again.


The catharsis begins. 

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