My Tranquility Poem by joanne tallarico

black surrounds my eyes;
i dont know what surrounds me,
and i feel my body slamming into everything in my path;
my soul is standing in solitude;
before reality hit, i never felt as one,
it then struck so deep;
and realization slowly crept in;
spotaneousli everything came down,
i yearned for things;
i desired for the black to show sympathy
and maybe ease warmth back into my soul;
i reach out for embrace,
but the remeberance tears through my skin;
i am low in thoughts, thoughts of rising to my original serenity;
my tranquility is then realized unapproachable;
abandonment and isolation
is forever determined to keep me suffering;
the causes are unknown,
but the consequences of the unknown are brutal;
but being filled with lonliness overrides that brutality.