Without the slightest hint
my days can turn dark
My mind reduced to a torrid grey sea
Drowning in blackness
I struggle to breathe
Trying to set myself free...from me
My racing heart leaps
and slows to torment me
As my body attempts
to go through the motions
A pretense of normality
to the outside world
Whilst my own is riddled
with agitated commotion
But all is not lost
there's a chink of light
Seems my cloud
has it's own hidden lining
And the empty void inside my soul
Which always leaves me pining
has finally found a soulmate
Someone who understands me
His name is loneliness-
And it turns out he loves my company.
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