I've been curing my loneliness
with solitude
talking to myself
instead of somebody else.
I've been spending days
staring at the ceiling
dreaming myself to outer space
or New York
instead of leaving my room.
I've been writing letters
whose length would make Anna Karenina blush
all tucked into the curves of my cerebral cortex
instead of sending
"hey, hw r u?"
text messages
I've been curing my loneliness
with solitude
if you call crying alone
with my own hand patting my back
curing
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 11:26 PM UTC
I've been curing my loneliness
with solitude
talking to myself
instead of somebody else.
I've been spending days
staring at the ceiling
dreaming myself to outer space
or New York
instead of leaving my room.
I've been writing letters
whose length would make Anna Karenina blush
all tucked into the curves of my cerebral cortex
instead of sending
"hey, hw r u?"
text messages
I've been curing my loneliness
with solitude
if you call crying alone
with my own hand patting my back
curing
this is a draft bu well i'd like some feedback
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