12:41 am๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ

12:41 am๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ


This empty pit in the stomach,
that doesn't seem to fill,
is dragging me down,
to the depths unknown,
this sick existence of
a void in my chest,
is making me feel,
so hopelessly alone.
Sleepless hours of darkness,
not a single person in sight,
12:41 am,
it's cold outside,
only my ghostly silhouette,
to keep me company,
and some music,
to help me get through the night,
but somewhere deep down,
I still wish,
you were here,
to sing me to sleep tonight.

~anoushka

Comments

Abhi said…
Very nice
Ankhi said…
Awesome babyyyy...u r just superb๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘❤️❤️❤️
Amol D said…
Wonderful poetry..keep it up...

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