Infinite Solitude

Why is life so tasteless? Why do I agonize as I awake?

Is it the same whisper that keeps me up at night? That awareness of the emptiness…

Is there a demon with me? There’s no angel on my shoulder. I am alone with the darkness. I am alone.

I wonder if that’s how the universe feels

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