I wander this world in
Search of who I was, who I
Could have been, my missing piece.
Tag: loneliness
Distortion
We only see each
Other through frosted
Glass, shapes and colors
Embrace
I tell myself that if I
Could hold you for only a
Moment more, I would be healed.
Methadone
This is only a
Poor substitute for
A real, vital life
Diminishing Returns
Talking to you is just such
A waste of time, yet I keep
On doing it and feel worse
Parasite
The narcissism of your
Depression debilitates
Me, drains me of love for you
Scrolling
I have lost my soul and now
I must search the entire
Internet for its pieces
Before and After
I thought I knew you before
We entered quarantine, that
Our shared experiences
Would carry us through the worst
Of times. You are a stranger.
Perhaps you always have been.
Coup de Grace
Once I’d given you
Your heart’s desire, my presence
Was superfluous.
That revelation
Left me gutted on the floor,
Screaming and bleeding.
Herman’s Hermitage 