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LonelinessHave you ever felt so alone?
Not alone as in you don't have anyone to talk to, but alone as in empty. You feel numb, and hollow, like nothing matters anymore. You could just lay there, staring at nothing and yet it hurts so much. The feeling of true loneliness is sickening, your mind starts to wonder, your stomach clenches, and the tears begin to run thick.
Before you know it, everything just stops. The tears dry, the sobs quiet, and you are left with nothing but a dull ache in your entire body.
You end up falling asleep like that, curled up and aching. And you put a smile on your face, so no one knows how much it hurts.
Then it repeats.
Keepers of My Hearti.
you are in love with being in love
like you're caught on the train tracks,
tied down by want, waiting for that
insistent collision to
steal you away into the land
of concussions and self-medication
and hearts that barely heal
and stories confessing the notches
in your bedpost, the lines in
your smile. the sour note in your
liberally dissonant melody.
you did not want tangibility
cotton trees cascading and butterfly
innards, serenading clouds and
(until the sky came crashing down
and you reoriented the earth)
you did not want me
I am solid and as notable as
the ghosts sleeping in your ears,
their snores telling time as
the days blur together
I am not of starry kisses and
back porch promises-
I am the wrong kind of accident
on the train tracks.
I am broken,
(but not in the right way)
I am real
these are the things we carry with us:
a knife in the side and a
cramp in the lungs; a longing
in the mouth for words or tastes
or people or something m
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