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The Sixth Meeting

 

 

 

 

the colors swirl into black and white

and i fade into the background

colors pale growing dim

my eyes losing luster

the steady drone of the crowd drowns my thought

a gentle buzz that helps me forget

but when the ringing stops and the silence reigns

all i am left with is me

i scream

my throat is hoarse

i am tired, done waiting

come find me

i need you

my heart is hollow and empty

and i am alone

invisible

unseen, unloved

dark clouds gather, overhead its dark and gray

i fade into the sound of static in the background

raindrops fall hiding the tears

my eyes are tired and sore

yet i'm never done crying

come find me wherever you are

i feel so all alone

look at me, can't you see my tears?

i reach out my hands desperate for touch

something

anything

i need to know i exist

but i don't exist

only an empty shell

 

 

 

 

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hunhunhunhun
#1
Chapter 1: Wah, this is random. Good job
staticdream
#2
sigh. when will we meet again?
kpopartory
#3
Hello fren! <br />
I feel the emotion coming from your poems. They are so alive, shouting to be heard. A message bursting to come out.<br />
I am here for you, if you need a fren. You are not alone.