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I'm Charlie. Human. Facilitator. Activist. Therapist. Student of Life. 


Alone

6/25/2023

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Alone, 
Oh…
Is this 
how death feels?

Swimming 
In an eternal sea
Of Nothing

Heart ripped from chest
Nothing to feel
Eyes wide shut
Nothing to see

Reach into the void
Of Blackness
But there’s no one 
To reach back 

Only the empty echo 
Of something 
Less hopeful 
Than despair

Falling
Forever falling 
No one to catch you
No one who even 
Knew you fell 

What’s the genesis 
Of unlovability?
And is there a bridge 
From that to this?

Give me hands 
To strike the match 
That burns that bridge 

Give me rage to 
Light a fire 
In my belly
So wild and free

It takes me 
Backwards
And Forwards
And Sideways

To somewhere
That’s not this

Takes me into
A Feeling of 
Something

Takes me Away 
From this  
Dark & Hollow
Alone
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    Human. Activist. Facilitator. Therapist. Student of Life. Trying to do my bit to build a kinder world.

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