Loneliness Covers Me Like a Tomb

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

Loneliness covers me like a tomb.
In darkness I sit though light
Scatters the shadows in this room.
The horrors of Me fill the night.

I, only I, alone in full view,
With weapon in hand, mouth closed,
Hoping a voice, not a muse,
Will call, will save me from supposed

Dread I do not understand or love.
Stay my hand! Come sanity!
I cannot return to the above;
I dread the eternal calamity!

Keep me! Hold me! Stave
Wretched mind darts against time!
I have no time; naught to save
For imagined moments sublime.

No help has come. I am alone.

 

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