Separation Anxiety
Now different,
familiar is alien,
normality is masked
as distance we keep.
In my own world,
but part of yours,
watching, reading,
I listen too much.
My taken was granted,
missing humanity,
links that were,
lie separated .
Poetry by shells
Read 461 times
Written on 2020-09-14 at 00:31
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
F.i.in.e Moods |
Lady Courtaire |
Texts |
by shellsLatest textsReflectionFall and Rise Silent Self Unsettled Taking Control |
Increase font
Decrease