Separated

Palpable…

The feelings of those

With no means of contact

With no love for themselves

Unforgiving are the lives of those

Lead by the love of more

Unaware…

Unable to sever the hold

Another hole

Another sorrow…

Another grows cold

If only as a means of escape

Bleeding days…

Breaking beneath the weight

The waiting…

The waste

Seeking relief

Until there is nothing left

No love for a life

Laced with unease and regret

Addicted…

Left alone with the vacuum created

With the ache of being…

No longer our own

Without love…

Separated.

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