Category : Poems

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I find that throughout the quickness of time, I manage to somehow find an increment of this heart pounding feeling. 

I lie awake at night, with this feeling, pounding my heart and echoing through my head. 

A certain application has given a newfound courage, the outlet I was in need of, a recharge I longed for. 

I find that I pour my soul and time into such writings, such works of art that I feel are worthy enough to be called such a thing. 

I find no shame on the application. 

At the facility, I seem to grow closer to my current companions. 

I laugh.

I smile.

I feel my heart racing, tears swelling in my optics as if I am going to drench my face in water. 

My dear brother, whom I am very much similar to, had once told me that no matter what happens: "Keep Ya Head Up." 

Even amongst my silence, amongst my malicious thoughts, amongst my venom spewing shadow, amongst the fact of being unnoticed by the others, I hold my head into the heavens.

I journey within my skull, finding my brother waiting for me.

He approaches me with a hug and a light pat on the back. 

"Hold your head high, brother man." 

I awake in my room, to find that I had succumbed to my thoughts. 

Different thoughts. 

I find that I hugged myself, instead. 

I learned of the true meaning of courage.

I discovered a new piece of myself.