A Solitary Lifestyle

pain grew distress when heartache weighted with sorrow lodged scars within his broken heart as roughly inflicted by her words of rejection to constantly, repetitively cause turbulent incapacitating despair
no more trying to find love for it wants him not or he would have it at thirty rather than a tossed heart - sorrow-peaked towards downward, so he develops a solitary lifestyle unaware love does not regard age
... CayCay Jennings January 11, 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Faulkner Avatar
January 24, 2019 at 2:08 PM
So sorrowful, but a thread of hope in the final line, this is so graceful-
La France Avatar
January 13, 2019 at 10:27 AM
CayCay, congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful Fibonacci~
Andresen Avatar
January 13, 2019 at 8:30 AM
- Congratulations on a super 2 place in the contest, CayCay :) - Have a lovely Sunday :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Barden Avatar
January 12, 2019 at 5:12 PM
Congratulations on your wonderful win in the Fibonacci contest, CayCay - blessings to you and yours, and keep writing, my friend! :-) <3
One Avatar
January 12, 2019 at 4:50 PM
A difficult form you have made look easy..
Y. Avatar
January 12, 2019 at 1:51 PM
Hi CayCay, You've penned a good piece on solitude! Well done. Congratulations on your winning write. It was well deserved:-) Alexis
Gauthier Avatar
January 12, 2019 at 1:19 PM
Lovely, CayCay. Congrats on your win.
Devonshire Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 7:50 PM
Love can come at any age, CayCay. As the despair mounts, however, people are less inclined to try again. A meaningful and touching fibonacci. Best wishes in Dear Heart's contest!
Onclaud Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 3:25 PM
ohh cay, deep poetry wrought with pain... this is so profound; i hope the new moon has nothing to do with this... very nice!..huggs
Godwin Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 4:38 PM
No, the new Cap Moon is all good for me, I'm delighted to share - as you know, moons bring many things other than good. Was sorry to read that 2018 was an emotional-growth ride for you, it isn't easy with its continuous layers. I know you shall greet day your best journeyed-self. Will be thinking of you. Seriously, may this new number, age and year, be good ones for comfort's complete feelings. Glad you found the poem of worth, it's a fiction write by my Libra imagination. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
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