So this is my first post / poem I’ve decided to share. Just a few thoughts of mine that made it to my notes app. *Please don’t hate me haha* [POEM]

Do you know how hard it is to listen against the will of your consciousness, limitless voices removing your worth without end?

Or to finally be met with clarity from the overwhelm, to hear just one that synthesises with treacherous disgust.

The only beauty in death is internal silence.

What remains is a void fostered by others.

Pain paid forward.