RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Strange Gnawing - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Silent, self-deprecating, feeling worthless, no reason to
be seen, just something from the past, a memory perhaps,
bringing feelings of loneliness.
A strange gnawing at your heart, letting it feel the total
abandonment and sorrow from another time.
So hopeless and forlorn, nothing will take these feelings
away, they have to be experienced so they will eventually
dwindle, and leave you alone.
Bereft and trying to deal with memories that you no longer
remember, only having left their sorrow within our beings
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