LonlynessA Poem by CatriceCrickets chirping, a warm summer night, and an empty bed. cold and empty, like your soul, lonly.
To only hold yourself, shamelessly love thyself by your own wild fantacies and gadgets. Restless thoughts, a hurtful sickening lonlyness.
Just you, yourself, and you.
Empty, hurt, unattractive? Alone, lonly, solitare.
Never asleep, always awake. Always without the warmth of a lover....
Alone © 2011 CatriceAuthor's Note
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