Loneliness
I have never
understood
before,
Surely, I had bad moments in the past
But never so
purposeless
or as meaningless
As this one.
I kept repeating to myself,
There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind
But even that leaves me with sweat breaking out
And
no words
being spoken.
In this moment,
I have become
less and less real.
I never said a word as I was once again left
alone.
My dream must have seemed so close
That I could hardly grasp it
But it was long forgotten on the spot
Once again leaving me an empty and a
lonely fool.
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