Until you have been abandoned
By your one thread of sanity
In a cacophony of unfamiliarity
And your heart aches
As though plucked from your very body
And you are a sole speck
In a galaxy of haemorrhaging tears,
You do not know how it feels to be
Emma H, age 26, 21/02/2017
If anyone is wondering, the photograph is also my own, taken on a beautiful snowy day in Durham in 2013 – I thought the lonely black and white bench perfectly captures the essence of solitude in my poem.
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