Loneliness sets in
biting deep into my heart
My face smiles,
but my eyes no longer sparkle.
Apathy, for my human condition
dislike of this imperfect shell
Wishing frequently
for a happier moment.
Pushing myself to extinction
flirting with disaster
Living on the edge of destruction
working myself to death.
Solace only comes in staying busy
occupying an overactive mind
Distraction in a selfless work ethic
Never stopping to revisit my gilded daydreams.
I doubt now, that a day will ever come
that padlocked emotions can break free,
That cold fingers will feel
the burn of the sun.
Still I desperately seek
the key to my prison
That is now held hostage
by some unknown soul mate.
Author notes
A little angsty perhaps...but I am feeling rather lonely at the moment.
Please tell me what you think
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ahhh this is a sad write. Yes it is easy to hide behind your work and never realize your creativity, keeping it suppressed, going home and being to tired to let those emotions come out. And whoever possesses that key will find a very loving treasure when he opens it. Thanks for sharing, keep writing..
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Thanks Ck, sorry I haven't gotten back to more of your comments...I'm never hardly on except if I get an idea. Thanks for reading and commenting as always...I think I hide behind my work way to much, but it's the only thing I have at the moment even though it stresses me out more than anything.
Sigh...I'm waiting for a better day, but I have faith it will come.
Thanks for the comments again!
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