Nothingness
Distant and alone, I watch another day rot away.
Endless hours pass, only evident by the ticking clock.
Isolation, once my comfort, now my prison cell.
Irrational fears, the lock, holding me firmly in place.
Still faithful, some day soon my misery must change.
Copyright © Anthony Guccia | Year Posted 2016
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