Lone ( zone two )

Twighlight

The irony. Things are closing in, here in the twilight, and yet you seem
to have a greater insight or clarity into why you are so alone.
What has happened to bring this to the fore, what great suffering,
or extended boredom caused such a loss of faith: 
An emotion you never realised drifted, as an un-tugged current, inside you. 
You have spent your time flippantly, flashed your cash of youth on trivialities
and things that do not now ( and probably never did) matter.

Or is it that you are no longer, without these distractions,
able to stop yourself from addressing the sinking feelings 
you are too scared to embrace or face; 
Damn, treading water is exhausting.

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