Writing: Predictable
Written on November 19th 2016

Isolation, seclusion, solitude 

Drifting away into the abyss 

Wandering alone in a senseless world 

The exterior illusion so far from the interior reality 

Why trust anything? 

Why trust anyone? 

The patterns prove the feeling 

Is it really worth the effort? 

An emptiness expanding 

When the only constant is change 

And the world moves on 

Where is the vibrancy? 

It all feels dull and lifeless 


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