The isolation chamber
Drowning in one’s skin
In the quite corners of a once crowded room , whispers of laughter fade into gloom as the moment flashes across the memory
In the quite corners of a once crowded room , whispers of laughter fade into gloom as the moment flashes across the memory
Poisons the mind and soul, distorting the perception of reality (loneliness) .
In the desolated realm of solitude, where silence echoes like a deafening roar, loneliness weaves it’s icy grip around the heart where the heart long to escape the confines of solitude.
Like a phantom that haunt the waking moments , loneliness prevails relentlessly.
Eyes search for warmth in the chill of the night, yet find only echoes.
NOTE: Human connection is the antidote to loneliness. By breaking down the walls of isolation and opening our heart to the possibility of connection, we can overcome loneliness that weighs us down and find a place where we truly belong
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Bamgbola eniola
I’m a gentle and compassionate lady
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Dear Bamgbola eniola! Your words offer comfort and understanding to those who may be struggling with loneliness. It's a powerful reminder that connection is essential to our well-being.