The Gloom of Distance

December 19, 2011
Poetic thoughts of death
Soak through the claustrophobic embrace
Of morose thoughts
Filled with soft gloom
Too many endings
I am breathing water
And Swallowing Emotion
Afraid for him
His pain
What he goes through
And I don't know
If he is safe
While I wallow in pain
And want and want
And dream my little dreams
Of rejection and hopelessness
Wandering through the gloom of distance
Always between us

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