Slow heartbeat with heavy breath... Tired of feeling lonely, my grey old blanket was always big enough for two. Now my heart is ever lonely. I feel like that even when i am with family, it's strange. Feeling loneliness like a cold spot in the room, at least you can tease me, shout at me, get a reaction to know that i am still here. But my sadness is like an icy well. It's bottomless, swallows up my voice and anything you try to drop into it. I feel pain...
Apologies for my last poems, having that sad motif, can't help it...