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Ghost
I thought I was whole but it was only a mask. I thought I was complete but all I had was a shell. I thought I was living but I was asleep the whole time. I thought my life was real. I thought I was real. Then I broke. And I woke. And life is a nightmare that would never quite commit itself, Pulling back just when it was right over the edge, And the abyss grins like an invitation. Love, it turns out, is optional. Not a given, Like batteries they are not included but you can't
Marichit Garcia
Oct 181 min read


I need a door
Silence in the forest of my mind. Life on a held breath. Silence of sleep, deep deep slumber. Exhaustion. Sickness. A touch of death....
Marichit Garcia
Jan 222 min read