Monday, June 28, 2004
LonelinessLoneliness is, really, such a sad affair. I feel it in my bones, creeping in, under my skin. I hate the blueness of it. The bluntness of it. Bearing the brunt of a loss must be nearly impossible. I slip into an abyss at a simple separation. I feel I've lost my wits. Loneliness has a virtuous side,... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 10:36 PM Comments (5) (link) |
About this BlogAll poetry, mostly my own original works. Also, maybe a few of the quotes or excerpts from the writing that inspired the poetry.Links |
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