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Tearless
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Poems When I cry, it is quiet, tearless
Almost comprehensively imperceptible
Just one more unanswered prayer
I stare straight past the wall
My stomach falls, my heart breaks
I close my eyes, but I do not sleep
I do not deserve rest.
It is the moment when you
It is the moment when you least feel that you deserve rest, that you both most deserve and most need it. I hope you cry and sleep. Best to you, sir.
Thank you for your kind
Thank you for your kind words. Please forgive my belated response, my meurodivergence in combination with my overly loud inner critic make it near impossible to practice self compassion.
Alliswend bin ich nicht, doch vie list mir bewußt.