Hours after hours of muffled sounds

Airplanes crashing

Cars driving by

Their lights trying to pierce the dark

But instead getting swallowed by it

And then again silence

Hours after hours

Silence and fears

Darkness and a full imagery of terrifying emotions

King’s horror novels can’t help shed me this feeling

When I turn off the light, nothingness overwhelms me

And it’s just me and my fears

Just me and my shadows, my monsters, my nightmares

Pale walls surrounding me, liquid in their deafness

Block the sound of love making

that comes from the other apartment.

It feels so lonely, knowing there is love out there

There is life, poker tournaments and poetry contests

It feels so lonely I survive upon loneliness

Survive upon loneliness

Survive upon loneliness