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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2191415
Just a poem about loneliness.
Seclusion-
Not being Together ties us Together.
Isolation-
Deterioration of spirit; of mind.
Surrounded by chaos, the rhythm of life cycling, and free will of individuals within-
But still Removed.
And there are the good days:
Ones where you feel immersed and a member of the world around you:
There are other, actually important things to worry about.
But falling back into routine becomes deadly for the soul-
And you arrive home, if someplace even manages to be that for you, and it returns:
Detachment.
Do They want me here?
Do i want me here?
Do i want Them here?
But i do, I so desperately do.
So you carry on,
Day in, breath in;
Day out.
Time here spent working to reject the terrifying notion of separation:
Whether through reclusion, through a false visage, whatever the method of choice.
That’s all there is to it, i guess.
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