I wake up with a lump in my throat. Whatever I do, it stays. My eyes are dry but my face is sullen, anticipating the tears that are yet to fall. What is happening to me? Why won’t the feeling go away? Depression and loneliness consume every fiber of my being. I stare at theContinue reading “I wilt.”
The people in the hall/ They are already gone/ Mind is finally unblocked/ But they are already gone.