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Touch

  • Writer: Jeannelle
    Jeannelle
  • Aug 11, 2023
  • 1 min read

I feel out of touch

Floating

Never able to touch the ground

Never able to get any higher

My sense of identity so distorted

I don’t remember the girl I used to be

Independent

Determined

Sure of herself

Complete

Now she’s lost in an abyss

Forever searching for more

Never finding enough

She had a taste of emotion

Now she’s always hungry

Never satisfied

She’s lost herself

No longer whole

Just a hollow shell

In search of something to fill it

Anything to fill it

Better than being empty

Deeper & deeper

Searching in every crevice & alley

Grasping at glimmers

Destroying the lights

Consuming them whole

Spitting them out

Not enough

The cycle continues

Leaving a trail of broken behind

Afraid to give up

Afraid to keep going

Uncertainty & indecision

No purpose

Just destruction in her wake

She floats alone

For eternity

Undeserving of mercy



 
 
 

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