Poetry Blogs (2015, poet)

No one likes lonliness,

It's an endless pit of darkness.

Battling gruesome demons,

Struggling to forget those wretched memories.

Decayed flowers and surging tides,

Lonilness is sleep deprivation, a weak soul, a cold heart, 

Lonliness is my biggest demon.

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When my hands begin to tremble

You’ll place your hand in mine

When my eyes become hollow

That you’ll gaze into them

When I’m at a loss for words

You’ll kiss me so the silence

Can speak for the both of us.

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