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Fading Echoes

Thoughts of a Teenage Overdose

By Abigail WanjiruPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
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In the silence of night, whispers remain.

Whispers from a former life, now dying.

In the delicate shell of youth,

A soul on the brink of eternity.

In the darkness of silence, a scream.

A symphony of remorse and if onlys,

Memories flash like dying stars,

Every one a fragment of broken life.

There is the pain of dreams unrealized,

The heaviness of burdens which are unbearable,

In the fog of drunkenness, a momentary sanctuary.

However, the void persists- unbending and merciless.

For every pill ingested, a cry for oblivion.

One cry for every needle pierced.

Yet in the silence of that last moment,

Comes the cruel realization: it was never enough.

There is the pain of farewell left unspoken,

The desire for one more opportunity, of the day.

However, as the darkness approaches there is acceptance.

A breath of surrender to the inevitable.

And at the silence that follows,

There is a faint mercy.

But in death’s bosom there is liberty.

From the agony of a life cut short.

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Abigail Wanjiru

Exploring the shadows of the soul through verses that bleed ink. 🖋️ | Conjuring darkness into poetry | Embracing the beauty in the obscure | #DarkVerse 🔮✨"

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 months ago

    Hey there, just wanna let you know that this needs to have the disclaimer added to the beginning or ending, stating that it was created with the help of AI 😊

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