Feeling like you are losing control...
feeling like your feet aren't steady on the ground...
feeling like your hands can't grasp that one object...
feeling like you can't hold anything in,
but feeling everything about to come out...
...feeling...
one last time.
Talking to yourself...
because you're the only friend you have...
because you're the only one you trust...
because you're lonely,
but you're actually not so alone...
...feeling...
one last time,
that I am talking to myself,
to fill the empty silence
because loneliness
is not newborn, but is actually so old
that I'm used to being the one
feeling alone...
one last time.
-LJ
09 June 2015
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