It is hard write when nothing happens
The highlight was a nap
The shit part was the rest
This quarantine is making me insane
Making me miss the unforgivable
Pushing me to apologize for the things he did
Just so I may have someone to talk too
It brings up memories of one who is gone
I contemplate and cry in my room
As I wonder how she would have handled this
Knowing that if she were still in this fleshy realm
I'd be sticking this out with her
And as bored as I would be
I could never spend enough time with her
My world was revolving around her
She was my sun in the coldest of times
And right now I could use her guidance
Perhaps a warm hug and a cuddle on the couch
That is my safe place where nothing can matter
It is nearly two years without it and I'm still lost
I miss my loving one every day
But the stillness makes it worse
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Tuesday, April 14th, 2020 (30th day of quarantine because of COVID-19)
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Daily Quarantine Poetry
PoesíaI have decided to write a poem a day describing how I am feeling, what I did that day, and/or my main thoughts revolving the day for the duration of my quarantine. This will go through a world win of emotions and there will probably just be straight...
