Poems of Mine

The Day After

I've decompressed and become depressed

It's an odd feeling

The astounding loneliness

I've felt it before, but never quite like this

This is a deeper ache

A bitter quake

Inside my bones

Telling me that

I. Am. Alone.

And that nobody cares

But I need someone to care

And I need this feeling to go away

So if you could please just

make it stop

Make It Stop

MAKE IT STOP

.

Inhale

.

Exhale

.

But

You can't

Or

You won't

And I must be going

Anyways

So sorry for my disruption (eruption)

I promise it won't happen again