The Loneliness
A couple of days ago, my husband came to me and asked me how I was. I burst into tears.
"What happened?" he asked.
"The Loneliness is back," I said.
The Loneliness. It's my own personal dark cloud. My pet demon, so securely attached to my shadow. Sometimes it circles overhead, screeching its threats in ear-splitting tones.
Sometimes it stays behind, inching ever closer. Little by little it takes hold, until suddenly reality fades and my breath departs and I say, "Hello, old friend."
Most of the time, though, it peers over my shoulder as I reach out. It sits beside me as conversation flows all around and whispers its favourite dirty word in my ear: unworthy.
[21 May 2020]
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"What happened?" he asked.
"The Loneliness is back," I said.
The Loneliness. It's my own personal dark cloud. My pet demon, so securely attached to my shadow. Sometimes it circles overhead, screeching its threats in ear-splitting tones.
Sometimes it stays behind, inching ever closer. Little by little it takes hold, until suddenly reality fades and my breath departs and I say, "Hello, old friend."
Most of the time, though, it peers over my shoulder as I reach out. It sits beside me as conversation flows all around and whispers its favourite dirty word in my ear: unworthy.
[21 May 2020]
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