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The stares of the hollow night
Looking through the glasses of my sight
Beyond it transcends
The abyss that I see no end
Up I go, down I went
No right posture for this bed
Eyes on the ceiling—no,
Now then later gazing from the window
Can’t seem to perceive
The emotions that I’m feeling
Watching, writing, reading
My mind has cleaved
Happiness, sadness, loneliness
What is it really?
Cannot decipher the mess
Brought again in the land of weary
Take me out, leave me alone
this feeling please no more
the gaze, the stare, those I all abhor
I was once caught up in this void of the unknown
nice poem!!