On My Own
Stripped of emotions
Maybe not,
Just having difficult time
To articulate them
Lost for words
Maybe not,
Just having a tough time
Uttering them
Tearless cries fill my eyes
Maybe not,
Just having a rough time
To excavate them
Here I sit,
Emotionless,
Wordless and
Tearless
The only thing, I have in abundance today,
Is time on my own…
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