Disconnected, oh such an awful feeling.

The thought of it alone makes me despondent.

As if life was too good that it needed to add this misery to balance out.

Looking for an answer, if one exists, hope it’s not how it’s meant to be.

My mind thinking what to do if it never ends, this feeling.

How I’ll cope this time at losing a beloved union, a blessing.

Trying to move forward under a guise, one never to truly do.

Shaking this state of being could not, will not be easy.

A feeling too sour, yet so familiar, yet still not use to it when it strikes.

Don’t want to lose what I’ve grown accustomed too, what I cherish.

You, all of you.

About the Author Mr. Boza

The summer of 2019 was when I decided to no longer go through life holding my feelings, my thoughts, and my emotions contained within. I needed a change in life and since I made that decision, life has been so much more liberating. Nowadays my writing helps me express myself in a way that allows me to feel whatever it is that I'm thinking or feeling or even yearning for, pour out and not consume me from within. My work is simple to read, simple to understand, and hopefully is the type of writing that makes someone smile when they read it. Enjoy.
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