Starry-eyed with misery.
She reached across tentatively, slowly.
Overwhelmed, allowing the quiet to erupt and surround her.
As she surrendered.
It engulfed her loneliness, and isolated it.
An a agony of bitter,
Melancholia..
Author's notes: Thank you immensely for reading this and art is by: agnes-cecile.
Have a lovely day fellow writers and readers.
