The Struggle
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Poetry
I fall, twisting and spinning in duress
A darkness complete, vast and eternal
An emptiness felt, thick as molasses
Noises and sounds rend my mind infernal
Ghostly claws tear into vain awareness
Focus wavers, dissension internal
Strength refires the forge, breath now hath purpose
Wild oceans calm, turbulent storms now stall
Swelling forests grow, leaves green and luscious
Fresh stream giggles by, a river made small
The breeze sweet smelling, with warm soft caress
Face now relaxing, passed the painful crawl
Beating heart slows, body can now arrest
Harmony and peace, permeating all.
I fall, twisting and spinning in duress
A darkness complete, vast and eternal
An emptiness felt, thick as molasses
Noises and sounds rend my mind infernal
Ghostly claws tear into vain awareness
Focus wavers, dissension internal
Strength refires the forge, breath now hath purpose
Wild oceans calm, turbulent storms now stall
Swelling forests grow, leaves green and luscious
Fresh stream giggles by, a river made small
The breeze sweet smelling, with warm soft caress
Face now relaxing, passed the painful crawl
Beating heart slows, body can now arrest
Harmony and peace, permeating all.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
Dan’s Drawing
By Dan
A drawing of Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, sent to us by Dan.
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Self Reflection
By Sofia
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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Beyond the Steel Mesh
By Anonymous
The cage stands bold, with its steel-clad mesh. For within its grip, it’s us it holds. Ten foot walls, of cold creme concrete. For outside we muster, like horses in stalls.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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2 MIN READ
Burning Broken Thoughts
By Wolverine
I know you think you’re broken far too much to ever heal properly, like all those other folk that make life seem so real.
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