solitary confinement

32 5 0
                                    

the darkness tonight is no stranger

i am alone again and i can't stop thinking maybe i'll always be alone and maybe this house will always be empty

the shadow rises on the wall and with its raspy voice asks me

are you afraid to be lonely? they don't need you

i don't listen but how long?

how long will i be searching?

i don't want to wait anymore

how long will it be until my midnight conversations will no longer be one-sided?

i think that this is real solitude

i don't sleep

why can't i sleep?

i'm tired of feeling this way

i'm tired of feeling the emptiness

poetryWhere stories live. Discover now