Eternal

sad and lonely
sitting on a chair
crying softly
wishing for painless death
 

crushed and broken
lying on the bed
grasping tightly
to comfort thats not there
 

scared and helpless
kneeling on the floor
desperately praying
can't take it anymore

 

 

[The pain and misery felt by all. This poem was an experiment in a rigid structure I ordinarily avoid. It just felt right for the subject’s own rigid, timeless nature.]
 

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