A simple free verse poem about the calmness found in a graveyard, and the comfort of demise. Hope you enjoy. :) <3
This poem was made by people from five different writing websites! You can find another collaboration you can take part in by checking my profile. Thanks for reading, and great job if you participated... Why do emotions feel so alien? Where do you find solace? Within a cup of tea? Where do others find solace?
A short poem to remind anyone who needs this. :)) Nyctophilia: love of darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness
@hanniecakes The comfort of the ocean.
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Just some quick morning thoughts from bed. 💛 we need friends like these, more often than we care to admit What is the most valuable in the world to me... To the dear friend who barks. And it isn't until you jump, that you realize you want to live Honestly, I just miss your dog, fuck face