Fragment 5

Call it foolishness
But there is wisdom to my
Self-inflicted pain and
Loneliness
There is this emptiness
That speaks more
Than the happiness
Multiplied by time’s
Precautions
When I am in love
I throw everything away
That blocks my way
To kiss and hug you
To have you
Even if it means
My own dissolution

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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