desolation...

It sometimes seems to come in cycles
But then I realize it is always present
I am the one that handles it in cycles
Sometimes choosing to address it head on
Other times trying to ignore it, hoping it goes away

But it is ever present
The dreariness
The deprivation of companionship
The barrenness
The sorrow

It remains
It continues
It covers
It consumes

I emerge long enough to take a breath
Before the wave hits me yet again
Driving me under
Each time
Having to hold my breath
A little longer
Soon
I will likely pass out
Forever



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