Alone

There’s a loneliness I wallow in.
It rises up from time to time.
It’s something that I swallow in,
and it slowly turns to grime.

There’s a pain I keep from pouring out,
But it rises like the tide.
It’s something that keeps tearing out
Of the patches that I hide.

There’s an emptiness I keep within
That slowly turns me black.
It’s something that will seep within,
When I gradually start to crack.

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