Breaking, grinding, dry and deserted
Alone and empty, contemplating why
Confusion, frustration massed as one
and overwhelming sensation on abandonment
waiting is for nothing, the future uncertain.
Change is imminent and painful, the taste of bile rich and potent swamps my soul, pure bitterness at the foolishness of some.
Stumped, silenced, distraught and sorrowful.
When will the pain subside, when will the dark become light.
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