Some feelings creep up on you.
Different feelings, all at once; skulking in the gloom.
Usually when you are alone; weak.
They group together, as if deliberately, to overwhelm you when they pounce.
They feed off the fragile; it is when they perform at their peak.
Their malicious fingers intertwine, forming a quivering darkness.
They manifest in your heart, and form a seemingly bottomless void.
You contemplate escape.
Often is seems impossible, improbable.
But even in the darkness, we must always find a light
In a person, a memory
To escape the void in blissful flight.
- Georgia MacLeod
- Georgia MacLeod
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