I combined words I’d written at different points in life for this one.
What I aim to communicate through these words is the feeling of every day being mundane, possibility not exciting you anymore and being hopeless.
This Place
Every place I’ve stayed in or been to gives rise to certain feelings. Often, I subconsiously relate places to objects, colours and certain words. (Is that some sort of synesthesia?)
This is one of those poems, about one particular place.
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