It’s late at night as usual & my mind is on wandering spree I’m very sleepy at present but sleeping is not my first priority Spears are slowly piercing in my head, they’re paining me constantly I’m hearing a loud knock on my door, oh it’s my spiraling anxiety My loneliness is about to lit the dark side coz my screen is burning the molten beads I’m scared of closing lids of my big eyes coz my craving is flowing like bloodstream I’m holding the edge of my bed coz I don’t want to let loose & scream So I stare in darkness with my scarred phase when I sense the river of my salty tears

A poem – Loneliness – Navin’s Poetry