Loneliness
LONELINESS
muted sound of TV creeping through
emaciated walls
thoughts reflecting drift distancing
solitudes seclusion
choosing to fade the day away in
reclusive isolation
I contemplate our separate lives
your wrecking ball in rage survives
bury all love in faded world-weary
worn- out dreams
ambiguously vague swallowing
alcohol
doubt exhumes diamonds in the dirt
of neat rows
I contemplate our separate lives
your wrecking ball in rage survives
slowly buried under all these
words and lines
hiding and healing hollow void
empty spaces
muted voice of numbed emotion
emaciated falls
I contemplate our separate lives
your wrecking ball in rage survive
© Kim van Breda—5 August 2014
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