I am very lonely sometimes.
At times I’m somewhat lonely.
Time like this I am lonely.
It takes some time.
Being lonesome happens.
And when I’m lonely sometimes like I am now, there’s nothing wrong. I’m just lonely shortly. Though I’d love some cuddles from time to time, so I’m reminded I’m not so lonely.
I see the writing on my phone my heart swirls on a mix of purples and reds. Tinted with a touch of blue. My brain swirls with static and crackles that intern, somehow, become a melodic number that lets me sleep. Though it is not a peaceful sleep it is sleep isn’t it?! Isn’t it…..?
I hope to figure it all out. The answers are right in front of my bland face with high cheek bones and fully defined lips. Shimmering icy eyes, an olive tan to my skin. The answers are all in front of me, blurred by my hopelessly blind eyes and muted by my deaf ears. So I can’t put it together by myself.
Just a bland face, who’s lost.
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