Echoes of Laughter

Its been days, weeks, maybe more since I last laughed freely.

I feel weird because for me, laughter is life.

A sound of pure delight; merriment.

Without it, I feel empty; bereft.

I can still hear the faint echoes of laughter reverberating through the walls of my disheveled mind; carefree and flamboyant.

Until tears stream down my face.

Tears still roll down my cheeks.

But there is silence.

A quietness so profound, it screams of heartbreak.

It haunts of the bygone days.

Days fade away but the memories remain, etched in my mind.

And every memory makes me burn, suffer.

Until I’m laughing again.



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