A poem detailing the wonderful creative madness of a person all alone.
Hushed whispers
The darkness calls
Softly and seductively
I feel my mind exploring
And I feel the pull
Of the darkness here
A wrenching thought,
A sensuous song
The Siren’s musings
The Muses shuffling
At the edges of my vision
Beckoning to me slowly
And I wish for this to end
This sadness encompassing
I want to feel your warmth
I want to be held
To be consoled
To be loved
But this darkness
Allows such love naught
And I whither away
Alone.
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