I contemplate
My life hitherto
Delusional laughter, unkept promises
Not a soul to turn to.
Tears of blood
Can't keep them inside, too proud to let them flow
Pretenses of strength
Weakening me through and through.
Is happiness the end of sorrow?
Laughter the end of tears?
Some eclipses stay on-
Chisel me, wither me, define me.
The sun sets everyday
Instilling hopes of serene loneliness, intoxicating isolation
Surmising I do achieve it,
Will I not long to share it?
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