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Never have I felt so acutely a l o n e. How can such an empty, empty feeling swallow every little bit of me? As I stare at the ceiling, darkness blurs and dips into the spaces of my vision. I can barely make out the corners of where each wall connects to each other. Inevitably, I wander how something so seemingly vast and big can come to an end; closure. A limit. I feel so very small. How about me? I feel very lost indeed.
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
A-lonely
Never have I felt so acutely a l o n e. How can such an empty, empty feeling swallow every little bit of me? As I stare at the ceiling, darkness blurs and dips into the spaces of my vision. I can barely make out the corners of where each wall connects to each other. Inevitably, I wander how something so seemingly vast and big can come to an end; closure. A limit. I feel so very small. How about me? I feel very lost indeed.
It's sunny outside but I feel very blue and grey. I guess it's just one of those days, hey? Have a lovely, lovely week, wonderful readers and people alike! x
amanda-27
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
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