I don't

It started and now it will come to an end.
Who needs a lover, who is not a friend?

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I knock on his door

No reply

I knock again

Still no reply

I knock for the third time

The door opens

It is someone else

His name is Doubt. A “friend” whom I meet often

“Where is Trust?” I ask him

“I don’t know.” He replies

“This is where he lives, what are you doing here?”

“I live here now, go look for him somewhere else.”

Saying this he shut the door

Doubt seemed off today, is he jealous?

I have got to find Trust

Where is Trust?

A Thought

Growing old is inevitable.

If only we could grow old without knowing how old we are.

High

You wake up one early morning and realize that you have been sleeping not only for a few hours, but days. maybe even months...

You love to think

You missed your thoughts

You feel the music

You are glad that you have expressed

You will not let yourself sleep like this again

Once more

I have dived again


This time I will either


Swim


or


Float




Drown?