My Life

in poet •  5 years ago 

My night is deep and dark,
My world is cracked open
Like an egg hatching,
Maddening loneliness is born.
I cry to fill my lungs with air
There's no sound and no pain
I struggle to punch the darkness
But it splits as my fist moves
And rejoins the moment my fist moves.
My night is deep and dark
And my world is cracked open,
Like an egg hatching,
A maddening loneliness is born

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