Written in response to #WOTD, 6/12/19
In the twilight hours I wake from fitful sleep
to an emptiness that never leaves me.
It pervades my waking hours
and saps my strength from me
like candy from a little child
leaving me bereft
wanting
hoping for something more than this
So I prey and I hope
for anything
something
but all I ever find is the emptiness
the nothingness that fills my soul
and I cry.
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