Being Indifferent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Indifferent



Wounded and troubled deeply within, being torn and
bleeding through all the years alone and dejected.

Feeling and leaving me weak, strength waning and
dwindling into puddles of loneliness formed by all
the tears in suffering and turmoil.

A saddened life throughout time, being indifferent
to the solace of the world as it is only temporary
and never-lasting on this earth.

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Not really, just imagining what it's like.
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