Lone Soul

a lonely feeling spread
deep & wide
across my chest into my mind
holds my heart in a vise-like grip
squeezes a rhythm, a stuttering beat
pitches a high note of regret
that scars my sadness and pierces the flesh
an ache that sings in perfect time
if I could free me from
this emotionlessness
this numbness and doubt
I would escape myself
dash my body into the sea,
into the sky
into a universal emotion
and consciousness

where the spirits would float
and whisper to my soul
then I would disperse
like an atom
or a beam of starlight
or a shadowy mist

…and then I would become whole

 

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Author: Politrixie

Politrixie the Political Mistress is a blogger, reader, poet and feminist. I am a mistress of mischief, an arty scholar and an Ivy League heffa.

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