Loneliness is...full,
Not empty like everyone thinks,
You wake up with it,
You go to sleep with it,
It fills you up till you can't feel anything else,
Nothing but alone,
It carves a hole in you,
A hole you think will never be filled,
Because,
All you feel is it,
And, like the demon in the mirror that has your face,
You can never escape it,
All you can do,
Is dive head first into that unfillable abyss,
And hope you survive.
***
People are assholes.
Kisses <3
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...
