I’m in the mood to write something dark. Something abstract, if not dark. Read at your own risk. This will not make you happy. It may even make you sad. So, here goes…
Loneliness engulfs me.
Vulnerable, I do feel.
There is this weakness that surrounds me.
This weakness that I can only hope would culminate in death.
Hope bids me good-bye.
Life sucked out of my limbs.
Moving a finger seems to take eternity.
Nothing interests me.
Nothing intrigues me.
The dark abyss is calling me.
And I want to go.
All I want to do is cuddle up and sleep.