I am the ghost who floats through time.

I don’t know where to begin. I want to rage and smash things. I want to bash in my keyboard for the words that I’m about to lay down. But all I can do is cry, hold and try to soothe myself. I want to know where in life I went wrong for some people […]

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crying out for a song.

I sit and stare at it. The piano. My piano. Music flows into my ears and through my veins when I hit play on my phone. But when I look at my piano, I can’t feel it anymore. I feel like a fraud. How dare I have this instrument when I don’t even play it. […]

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