I isolate.
I box myself into the black corners of my mind
where the darkest thoughts thrive
and feed off of my loneliness.I warp myself into different realities,
in elusive locations
such as the pages between thick books
and stick because I merge into words.I sink slowly into the space I've created in a hard mattress
I've been sitting here too long,
legs crossed, head down,
silent.I isolate.
I contemplate.
I levitate.
I disappear.
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The Act of Uncovery
PoetryShort poems that entail thoughts and ideas about existence, self discovery and human emotion. True emotion cannot be rushed or forced. Therefore, I will continually add more pieces in time. Thank you for choosing to read my work and making my though...