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They kept up their banter Pouring words on my screen Losing yourself in the living room lost its cool months ago I decided to join them Bundled up to walk The lights grow brighter when you're walking alone Made it there, late Something started, hot tea possibly candles? They talked, but I felt more isolated with them than in my living room I would leave their alienating conversations and walk around their house You notice things when living alone Like a woman's touch on their decor, something I cannot represent Leaving them, I left more hollow than when I arrived Walking in the wrong direction home The lights always seem to get brighter In the dark spots I looked up and saw them in the sky My long lost brothers and sisters All shining at me With them I am not drifting or empty
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
Skyward Soul
They kept up their banter Pouring words on my screen Losing yourself in the living room lost its cool months ago I decided to join them Bundled up to walk The lights grow brighter when you're walking alone Made it there, late Something started, hot tea possibly candles? They talked, but I felt more isolated with them than in my living room I would leave their alienating conversations and walk around their house You notice things when living alone Like a woman's touch on their decor, something I cannot represent Leaving them, I left more hollow than when I arrived Walking in the wrong direction home The lights always seem to get brighter In the dark spots I looked up and saw them in the sky My long lost brothers and sisters All shining at me With them I am not drifting or empty
Depression and friend's failed attempt to help.
#depression#latenights#walkingalone#friendship#lost#found#drifting
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Theebeatnik
31/M/Milwaukee, WI
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
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