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You know how sometimes you lock yourself up, turn off the lights and shut the blinds because you’re trying to hide the cracks?

You know how some days you wake up with a loud hiss because you keep wondering what the hell you’re doing with your life?

You know how you open your eyes in the morning and go, “Oh no, not again. Can’t I just sleep forever?”

You know how you stand and stare at the pieces around you littered everywhere with no idea on how to begin to put them back together?

You know how hopeless it feels when you realize those pieces are from a broken heart that may never be whole again?

You know how suffocating it feels when you realize you’re absolutely exhausted with everyone and everything?

You know the calmness that comes with isolation knowing you can hear every drip and echo and your shadows would choose to stay come what may?

You know what it feels like to keep walking with a date in your head that seems to never go away?

The shards lie dangerously, waiting to be swept away or to hurt the next victim.

A piece of the future

A piece of home

A piece of prayers unanswered

A piece of a lover’s echo

A piece of mama’s wishes

A piece of papa’s tears

You know how it feels to step on these shards and feel the satisfaction that comes from the pain?

Hey Stranger,

I see you.

And I do too.

Written by Kewe

About shakespeareanwalter

Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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  2. ????? Weldone kewe

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