Two by two they pass.
Faces unknown, full of purpose.
Surrounding me, Consuming me.
I am lost. In a world of darkness, it is unrecognizable.
Losing feeling, losing will, losing grip, I fall;
Into this world,
Where I do not belong,
I do not understand,
I cannot feel.
I am alone in this chaos,
others roaming like robots,
Empty, Heartless, Destructive.
I am lost.
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The theme of loss was a constant one in many of the poems. I'd be interested in hearing you expand on the idea of 'destructive' and how that connects to loss, in this case. Well done.
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