How can one leave loneliness
and let someone
clean the mess,
that it left,
inside head.
I enjoy being alone.
I hate it at the same time.
I want to be rescued.
I fight when someone tries.
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A Dimming Mind
PoetryA preview of a few poems from A Dimming Mind poetry collection. - I've pondered various ways to describe this book, but none felt right. It's not your conventional book-it's a collection of memories, my memories gathered over the years. The first po...
Loneliness
How can one leave loneliness
and let someone
clean the mess,
that it left,
inside head.
I enjoy being alone.
I hate it at the same time.
I want to be rescued.
I fight when someone tries.