the pain... it's like all the light is turning to darkness.
slowly, happiness is fading away.
the moments of glee, the warmth, all turning bitter and cold.
cold.... cold and sharp, like shards of glass.
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the more pain, the more it's like taps on the glass.
cracks.
and more cracks.
it feels like any moment.... the glass will break and fall.
i can already see myself... cold. and alone again.
alone...
no more love. none...
loneliness is calling my name from afar..
my eyes are stinging with tears.
darkness wants me to be its friend again.
the cold wants to hug my soul.
make me shiver, endlessly.
only music and prayer keeps my sanity.
but the shards are waiting.
the shards want to fall.
the shards are ready to offer me pain.
sadness, and fear.
of being alone.
the shards......
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(Completed) Touching Poetry: Volume I
PoetryThis is Volume one of Touching Poetry. The beginning of a series of poems, inspired by imagination, & my sense of style in writing. I hope you all enjoy! @radiantlotus_ (I do not own any photos/clips shown). January 2018 ©
