Paper Closet~
A pain penetrates into my spirit as I watch two significant others being happy.
I’m surprised that I’m still alive.
Pure existence grows on their side of the fence as life is transforming into an artificial cluster on my side. Molded into a cocoon, shutting out of what’s left of the others. Their happiness sickens me, forever flaunting, an endless trend of the adolescent population. The pieces of me are slowly gathering together, but one remains lost in the eternal quagmire. Forever I have indulged about the existence of his spirit that keeps me chipper when he is within my presence, but miserable when he shuns his way into his significant other. These feelings I possess are forever bare, engraved onto my skin. These feelings are strong, stronger than a monolith. Blemished by love, but poisoned by loneliness.
Lady FOS Community Member 
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