Sitting on the edge of my bed

I’m alone once again

Nothing but the cold breeze flowing through my window

To think I was just in the middle of pleasure and bliss

But once again I’m back to being alone

Back to this mental solitary confinement that I seem to live

Stuck in a maze were I see the cheese

But the hallway seems to just get longer

Once again all I have are these words

They hold me like a blanket and keep me safe

They comfort me when no one else can

Words keep the poetry flowing

Poetry keeps my heart pumping

If you take this away I will have nothing

I’ll once again be alone

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