Love’s Dystopia

Love’s Dystopia
Form: Epistle
Theme: Love
Subject: Dystopia

In this darkened room the feelings are too familiar
so familiar I don’t know their name
for the ravenous silence prowling over my skin
an insatiable craving crying out for nourishment
yet nothing satisfies its hunger
and my tears don’t ease the ache inside
they just make my already sore eyes sting
as I stare into the night
weary eyelashes scratching like needles
daring the dawn to interrupt the darkness
with its haunting mists of daylight
when the hours stretch into nothing new
in the abyss of silence
the void where my existence is now invalidated
some call it loneliness
but I call it the dystopia of being in love


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