One day a pillar of anger and fire, the next a lake of despair.
I long for the evaporation of feeling.
To be empty firmament in the air. I envy the void of space.
So infinite and static.
Emotion is an ocean. Fed by hate, guilt and panic.
This entry was posted on February 1, 2013 by Metalgaia. It was filed under Poetry, Uncategorized and was tagged with emotion, Ocean, poem.
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