I am feeling something
It is not happiness
Nor joy
It is dark
So
So
So
Dark
It's texture is nonexistent
It has no smell
It is cold
Freezing
It is quiet
Too quiet
Like a tunnel
A never ending
Dark
Tunnel
Not even the patter of a clock
Ticking
Time has no significance
I know this feeling
I have felt it before
It haunts me
Always
There is no escaping it
It's not something I can get away from
It's
It's
It's
Loneliness
{ August 25, 2015 }
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PoesíaDo you ever feel sad? Mad? Forgotten? Unloved? Empty? Do you ever feel the need to let it out? To share it? That's what this is for me. { #313 in Poetry as of 12/29/2015 }
