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Prison Cell
I sit on the bed with no sheets,
An old pee stain in the middle.
I stare at the empty wall, god, my insides feel so brittle.
It’s quiet without you next to me, and I long to hear your voice
Calling my name, slinging your arm around me, happiness and joy.
This room is like a prison cell, and I’m held in complete solitude
But it wasn’t always so lonely, it just is without you.
I’m slowly forgetting how your voice sounded
Whether it was deep, or well rounded.
My mind is filled with worms that are eating me alive
This is a very dark paradise.
Cigarette smoke swirls around my bedroom,
I close my eyes, and sadly realize it’s only afternoon
This day is taking long to end, without you by my side
The tears dotting my eyes should be a nice way to apologize
I hope I can see you soon, but it will be years before I do.
365 days before I can rid myself of this depressing haze.
And I miss you.
I do.
I miss you.
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This piece was written after a close friend of mine had left, after he had been staying with me for a while.
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