5d • General discussion
Reflection
I wrote this the other day. I have been journaling for a few years now, but I haven’t written in this “poetry style”in a while. I thought I would share it with the brothers.
Sometimes it doesn’t disappear all at once, it slips away quietly.
A distant look in the eyes. A moment where recognition falters. Words spoken that no longer land. A gaze fixed on nothing, and frustration rising from somewhere you can’t reach.
You hold tight to what once was, knowing it now lives only in your memory… and even that feels fragile, like something time will eventually carry away.
The slipping. The fading. The empty stare.
And one day… the silence where it all used to be. Random thoughts lying in bed staring at the ceiling fan.
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