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The Sting of Loneliness
I feel the bitter sting of loneliness.
Lingering palpably, real and raw.
It clings to my fibers, I'm breathless,
as it yanks out my heart with its claws.
I'm crushed by the weight of the blackness,
caustically, surrounding me day and night.
I'm closed in, pinned down and helpless,
unable to strike back and beat off the fright.
My heart still beats, though outside my chest.
And, my lungs fill with raw scathing acid.
As I'm repeatedly put through the test.
As the words, "You're a loser!", are canted.
Time slows, yet my days are numbered.
The barbaric blackness, keeps crushing down.
My mind is now emptied, my eyes are blurred,
One thought remains and it sits on my crown.
This is it, I'm out of this hideous game.
I've endured all, but darkness succeeds with its plan.
Head bowed, now consumed, with my cowardly shame.
That I can't beat the sting of loneliness again.
d. nelson 10/25/2020
©dawnykins59
©GiGi60
Lingering palpably, real and raw.
It clings to my fibers, I'm breathless,
as it yanks out my heart with its claws.
I'm crushed by the weight of the blackness,
caustically, surrounding me day and night.
I'm closed in, pinned down and helpless,
unable to strike back and beat off the fright.
My heart still beats, though outside my chest.
And, my lungs fill with raw scathing acid.
As I'm repeatedly put through the test.
As the words, "You're a loser!", are canted.
Time slows, yet my days are numbered.
The barbaric blackness, keeps crushing down.
My mind is now emptied, my eyes are blurred,
One thought remains and it sits on my crown.
This is it, I'm out of this hideous game.
I've endured all, but darkness succeeds with its plan.
Head bowed, now consumed, with my cowardly shame.
That I can't beat the sting of loneliness again.
d. nelson 10/25/2020
©dawnykins59
©GiGi60
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