Insensitive Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Insensitive Darkness
Traipsing slowly through enlightenment, trying to find my way through the darkness of insensitive, unknowing people.
Starkly searching for something more, yet never coming close to what I actually need to exist.
There's no avenue open to me as I stroll through the gardens of eternity, not finding my way back home, and I fall upon the ending days of my lone existence.
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