Seems to me
that everything just feels the same.
The same mindless wandering,
between friends,
between worlds.
The same feelings.
Tired and sore.
Lonesome and sad.
The same dull ache in my chest,
longing for a lovers touch.
starving for compassion.
Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 4:49 AM UTC
Seems to me
that everything just feels the same.
The same mindless wandering,
between friends,
between worlds.
The same feelings.
Tired and sore.
Lonesome and sad.
The same dull ache in my chest,
longing for a lovers touch.
starving for compassion.
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