A poem on emotional emptiness, night thoughts, and the inner void we rarely speak about. Not as an enemy, but as something to understand.
Days are easy, nights are heavy took me out a little... it is so plain and so true.
Thank you, Asuka 🥰
Glad you finally shared this piece, Odel🙂🫶
😊thanks, Anna 🥰
It is so relatable,such a beautiful writing 🫶
Thank you Hina ✨😊
Thank you !
It’s true, the void can be frightening. But we can choose to let it feed something different within us. Our creativity, our clarity, and maybe even a quieter form of peace.
Indeed. This come from inner clarity, not from books
Days are easy, nights are heavy took me out a little... it is so plain and so true.
Thank you, Asuka 🥰
Glad you finally shared this piece, Odel🙂🫶
😊thanks, Anna 🥰
It is so relatable,such a beautiful writing 🫶
Thank you Hina ✨😊
Thank you !
It’s true, the void can be frightening. But we can choose to let it feed something different within us. Our creativity, our clarity, and maybe even a quieter form of peace.
Indeed. This come from inner clarity, not from books