In the quiet chambers of solitude, echoes of emptiness reverberate, consuming the essence of my being.
Loneliness, a relentless, insatiable hunger, gnaws at the edges of my soul, devouring the warmth that once resided within.
Each moment stretches into an eternity, as isolation becomes a voracious force, feeding on the echoes of laughter that have long faded away.
The silence, a relentless feast for the shadows of despair, leaves me hollow, a mere echo of the vibrant spirit I once knew.
In this desolate landscape, not a glimmer of resilience persists, as I attempt to navigate throughΒ Β the labyrinth of my solitude, seeking the elusive dawn that promises to dispel the darkness within.
Surrounded by family & neighbours I feel alone. I go out alone, return alone controlled.