Markiya Franklin

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Loneliness
seeps through my pores
inhale exhale
permeates my being - my existence
the incessant drumming in my chest
penetrating my soul
turning black, lifeless
No form.

how it seems
deceives the onlooker
no matter the eyes - the windows to the soul
words say "I'm fine"
it's enough for them
them that don't care to ask
to pry, but then I'm prickly
pushing away
distancing
I'm fine
alone

what it'd be
hoping for 12:01
anticipating
easy, genuine grins
that trust i crave
but
it's vulnerable
I am
allowing you in
giving you
everything
it's bound to fail
to crumble
I am
hoping it's all
they say it is
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