Marcus Hill

Joined January 2022

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Words speak louder than anything on earth, Keep writing! Keep speaking!

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Vanishing Points
Start by swallowing the loudest truth. Let it rest beneath the tongue until it forgets how to move. Breathe shallow. Smile enough. Nod when spoken to.
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
A Very Short Story
You’re here. The excitement is too much to bear, and emotions spread throughout the room. Next, each day becomes about learning —
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
New peace
This feels right— never knowing what was missing until compromise laid a steady foundation. Each day becomes fulfilling
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Hidden Strength
Stopping short of excellence makes no sense— not when your power is only limited by what you believe about yourself. Searching for core values
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Losing desire
What are we still doing here? Slowly drifting apart while clutching at moments that once brought joy—now slipping through our fingers. Those times have passed us by, leaving only endless, unwinnable battles. Two losers, waiting for the other to make the bigger mistake, so pointing fingers feels easier. We end up hating that we met, yet our dying love anchors us together, no matter how clear the signs of separation grow.
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Just another day in the world
The beginning feels just like the end— when you’ve chosen a path that was never truly yours. Chasing passion isn’t easy.
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Other side
Divided— as usual— we stand, ignoring the problem we caused. Choosing abuse instead of “sorry” only feels right when fear is present.
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Regularly poetic
Here we sprout, wrapped in a shell with no exit— peeling each layer that feeds our growth. The wind spirals passion just out of reach,
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
No answers
Passionate words land on empty surfaces. We hold on to what’s left— but why, if the other side offers nothing? Helplessness
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Written Will
Flashes of time tick by, while aging is called life at its finest. Finding new meaning to what this all really means
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Dark room
Shapes cut from the walls, decorated around the room. Eyes open, but no image consumed— thoughts like visions painting the mind.
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets
Diagonal sleeping
Unfulfilled space— personally occupied without intention. Open minds trapped inside lobes of thought. Constantly searching for answers,
By Marcus Hill6 months ago in Poets

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Vanishing Points

A Very Short Story

New peace

Hidden Strength

Losing desire

Just another day in the world

Other side

Regularly poetic

No answers

Written Will

Dark room

Diagonal sleeping

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