Challenge
A sad, sad poem
Write a poem encapsulating (or using) the line "loneliness is colder than the way she treats me in the dark"
the reeling
loneliness has become my second nature
is being too numb to respond usual here
colder now is the returning winter, still it's less intense and cruel
than that from some Novembers ago, the one with dilated pupils
the day I began to mourn all the wasted years
way out of there was my sole remaining desire
she, the angel of my purpose, died for a moment
treats of all kind seemed to have tragically ended
me, a failure yet again, or so they say I was
in the absence of all hope, faith, and trust
the same place I'm sitting, writing this chapter
dark days as such would revisit me much later
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