The deepening wall of nothingness surrounds all as the ball of fire falls into the sea.
Watching, waiting, wanting.
Hunger of a nocturnal nature takes me. It comes from within the black recesses of my mind.
Hidden, unknown, yearning.
Sloshing about in the midnight sea. Bottle to lips. Mind spins. Appetite strong and focus dim.
Where does it go when light springs forth? It slips away during dreams not remembered at dawn's awakening.
Forgotten until the dark canvas of night returns.
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1 comment:
If this was all the info to go on, you'd definitely seem dark, depressed and horribly lonely. How many "are you okay?" messages have you gotten? :-)
C
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