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Saturday, October 19, 2024

I Hear Only Myself Breathing

    Photo by Rosie Sun on Unsplash


Sometimes I feel the darkness touching my sides.  It hugs me, not in
loving way, nothing sensual, not even in a caring sort of way.

It's not a darkness with a mood overhead. It's not a darkness with the
twinkle of stars above. It's not even the darkness with the expectation
of a gradual lightening into a new day.

It is an aloneness that compounds your very existence. It's a kind of
blindness to everything that surrounds you. 

It takes your balance away. It takes away joy. It surrenders you to 
an uncharted surrounding. It's an emptiness that is missing vibrance 
that it has not forgotten.  



#emptiness. #dark.  # alone #missing