Black Days

Lonliness kills!

Black Days

The days are empty now,

the sun is gone and I have

no oxygen to breathe

and so my soul deflates

like a black balloon.

The silence is heavy,

unbearable,

and it crushes the very

life from my lungs

and each whisper

of wind or creak

of a once living home,

now long dead,

sparks delusions.

Dark paranoid feelings

of betrayal

by life itself.

So the demons rise

for their victory march,

as love deserts

and abandons me

again

and again

and again.

 

29/11/14

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ruth]

You voice in such a wonderful, flowing manner hon...suffocating and yet so damn inviting...is your writing xo

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You are dear Poppy. Thank you!

[willweb]

Your words are filled to the brim with emptiness John. I know this feeling, though happily I haven't felt it in a while, but the thoughts still hide out in the back of my mind. This one really speaks those thoughts well.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Will.

[Lyn Anderson]

Definitely many can relate to the feelings of failure and loss when another relationship ends, and we feel abandoned and alone.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

It is all too common thses days. Thank you .

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i've had love desert enough times to understand this one all too well...and to feel it all too well...

delusions don't even show their head....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

We are brothers in arms Jacob. Thank you!