Tissue Box

Tissue Box

New Year rings loud.
Deafened by the silence,
a tear trickles down his cheek.
Longing for someone nowhere to be found,
tortured by the chance he did not take,
the fear of loneliness absorbed him
as he aimlessly abandoned himself to the insult of artificial adoration.
Fear keeps him there.
Reaching for the tissue
he tries to wipe away the weakness.
The tissue dampens and is discarded.
The weakness remains.

Mid summer she knew her tears were infinite.
Blinded by the luminosity,
she had not noticed the equinoctial shadow.
Powerless against the malevolence lurking behind the smile,
the fear of loneliness absorbed her
as she struggled to safe-keep custodianship of her being,
struggled to find the strength to keep on breathing, the strength to keep on bleeding.
Fear keeps her there.
Reaching for the tissue
she tries to wipe away the fear.
The tissue dampens and is discarded.
The fear remains.

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