u/Gl4zy

Es macht natürlich Sinn, dass meine Wohnung auch nach jedem Wochenende, an dem ich sie erneut aufräumen, immer aufs Neue ins Chaos zerfällt. Ich flüchte vor ihr, und natürlich wird der Ort, vor dem man flüchtet, nicht gerade sorgfältig behandelt. Aber der Grund, warum ich vor ihr flüchte, ist der, dass ich keinen Sinn in ihr finden kann, in diesem ganzen Um mich herum nicht. Und dann gehe ich an einen Ort, in dem alles leichter wird, in dem alles einen Plan zu haben scheint. Und mit jedem Mal, das ich es tue, wird es einfacher, bis es irgendwann alternativlos scheint und zuletzt wird.

I hang on rugged rope,

my limbs flail but only meet absolute darkness.

Sometimes there is a crack in the stone wall,

and I cling to it, until my fingers bleed, then give out.

I always fail.

Always, slip deeper.

Always, back to the hang.

Always, want to fall.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/f9Wup00B9N

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/BuMcKRCTHQ

I hang on rugged rope,

my limbs flail but only meet absolute darkness.

Sometimes there is a crack in the stone wall,

and I cling to it, until my fingers bleed, then give out.

I always fail.

Always, slip deeper.

Always, back to the hang.

Always, want to fall.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/f9Wup00B9N

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/BuMcKRCTHQ

Two wax candles twitching behind stained glass,
two rays falling to the lifeless concrete.
Shifted colors dancing, kissing, trying,
lacking heat to burn the glass.

extinguished - https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1ucpf56/comment/ot6y26d/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

for you, old friend - https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1ucahkw/comment/ot70hpo/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

Two wax candles twitching behind stained glass,
two rays falling to the lifeless concrete.
Shifted colors dancing, kissing, trying,
lacking heat to burn the glass.

extinguished - https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1ucpf56/comment/ot6y26d/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

for you, old friend - https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1ucahkw/comment/ot70hpo/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

Drifting on the outskirts, together with everyone,

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orbiting a hollow, imaginary center.

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Impossibly close,

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yet further than ever.

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The only way to acknowledge yourself

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through your reflection in the emptiness.

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(First poetry for me ever. I didn't get any feedback so far; it's probably a bit too abstract and clunky to follow, I'm guessing).

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1u1adfp /comment/oqoo8m1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium= web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content= share_button

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1u156w8 /comment/ogoqteo/?utm_source=share&utm_medium= web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content= share_button

Drifting on the outskirts,
together with everyone,

orbiting a hollow, imaginary center.

Impossibly close,

yet further than ever.

The only way to acknowledge yourself

through your reflection in the emptiness.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1u1adfp/comment/oqoo8m1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1u156w8/comment/oqoqteo/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button