Void

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I welcome

over and over again

night and day

jointly.

Torn apart -deeply-

between

illusion and reality;

I wander around

in an empty city

where nobody knows me.

Searching for my soul

that had gone lost

together with you,

burned in the ashes

of our invincible love.

Close to insanity

and being void

I’m ready to jump off

my life.

©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

The Scream, 1893 by Edvard Munch, edvardmunch.org,

5 responses to “Void”

  1. Stephanie Avatar
    Stephanie

    Your poetry has such a different tone to your other posts. It’s lovely yet intense!

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    1. papadosshortstories Avatar

      You mean my poetry is more melancholic and dark. Yes, it is. Regarding poetry I’m more sensitive, and this mood just comes out from deep within. ❤️

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        Stephanie

        It’s wonderful that you’re able to so clearly allow different aspects of yourself to pour through. ❤

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  2. marvellousnightmare Avatar
    marvellousnightmare

    It’s so heart-wrenching and full of melancholy, so familiar to me… I adore your poetry, it affects me deeply and prompts me to reflect…

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    1. papadosshortstories Avatar

      Thank you so much for your supportive and kind words😊🙏❤️

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