It Was Something Like Clarity

I saw you,
haunted and smiling.

I saw you,
all my voices
the numbers
the questions
the screaming
the insecurities
the obsessions
the panic
the pointlessness
the self-pity
the
the
the
the abyss

they all just.
just.
stopped.

and

and

Everything made sense,
for a moment

And I was stupid enough
to think you’d stay.

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About DickensianJack

Born in Wolverhampton in November '93, moved to Huddersfield in September 2012. Studying at the University of Huddersfield. In love with the town - simple as that. As for the blog itself, I've been doing bits and pieces of writing (with varying quality) for a few years. A friend suggested I start a blog to share my work. Most of the stuff on here is poems, but there's other work interspersed on the page. Feel free to leave any comments on my work. Twitter: @DickensianJack (Jack Dickens) Facebook: www.facebook.com/dickensianjack Cheers, enjoy.
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