This loneliness seeps into my veins,
insidious.
Everything feels just a bit darker,
like the stars are slowly winking out of existence.
It claws at my throat,
my skin,
begging to be released.
I don't want to be a pest.
I don't want to be a burden.
Needy as I am,
I fear my friends will turn away.
What must I do to make this feeling disappear,
without purging it through my flesh?
Please,
I beg the Darkness growing within.
Please leave me be.
I don't have the confidence to Make you leave.
Won't someone read my heart,
be a light to drive it away?
About the Creator
Kittiari Clark
I've always had a love of books and writing. Most of what I will post is poetry, because I have a lot of emotions that need a safe outlet. I want to be a published author someday, and hope you all can help encourage me on my journey!
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Comments (1)
Very poignant. Your description of loneliness is done so well, it perfectly describes how it feels to be alone and be worried that you are a burden to other people. You fear they don't want to be around you and that is why you're afraid to make connections.