notes on betrayal and agony #5

Does this loneliness have a name?

The smell on my bedsheets

Clothes look exactly like how I left them

Untouched…

Empty wastebasket

I open my cupboard and memories rise from their deathbed

The sky from here now has the face of melancholy

What do I do now

How do I fight these ghosts with a weary heart

I’m tired

My body aches

Let me sleep…

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