Poem of the day : Lonely, sad memories

In pain, anger, sorrow…or woe,

there’s always someone, you know?

Your shoulder to cry on,

your pillar of support…

where you get your courage, confidence,

eradication of fears and what not.

But what if loneliness

really does exist…?

Once you’ve fallen into the pit,

you can’t get out

no matter how hard you dig.

Even if someone pretends

to stretch a hand

to save you—

or lead you to your end,

you can’t get out,

and you’re trapped inside.

Your emotions caged up,

your heart turned to stone,

your soul asleep,

your presence unknown,

your existence, ceased,

in this world……gone.


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