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My Great Surrender
Swimming in conversations
Their words are ill
The moonlight dying
Over the colorless horizon
Numb to effection
I long for no one
No soulmate
No friend
No diety peering at me
I surrender to the solitude
Crowds gather ecstatic
Finding a small distraction
Emphatically shouting
Everyone glows greatly
The sorrow isn't seen
And I mimic them
A mockingbird talking dirty
The sigh of another sunrise
I had no intention to see
The birds too bored to sing
Look right through me.
Their words are ill
The moonlight dying
Over the colorless horizon
Numb to effection
I long for no one
No soulmate
No friend
No diety peering at me
I surrender to the solitude
Crowds gather ecstatic
Finding a small distraction
Emphatically shouting
Everyone glows greatly
The sorrow isn't seen
And I mimic them
A mockingbird talking dirty
The sigh of another sunrise
I had no intention to see
The birds too bored to sing
Look right through me.
Published 2nd Oct 2019
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2nd Oct 2019 12:50pm
The imagery is so dire, dark, hunting. But i suppose we all know it, have been there before but that feeling you describe so well will always stay with us and you did such a beautiful job in describing it.
2nd Oct 2019 9:17pm
It's a sad place to be. I'm trying to get to a better place but it isn't easy. Thank you for the kind words and for taking the time to read, my friend.
