Loneliness

Sometimes black mass drowns you
and I can't look at the rising sun with you
The waves erodes my edges
like the space that's given to emptiness eats away my thoughts
into smaller ones

Mornings seems like a ghostly déjà vu
my gray feet vibrate when they touch the floor
My naked being tremors the last colors
The static overpowers my dormant mind
I'm falling


19/1/2019