lonesome

by Chloe Atkins

loneliness;
my best friend
my worst enemy 
my blanket of warmth 
along with the bottle of wine
 
tears roll down my cheeks 
stuck. trapped. lost 

i take another sip
nothing changes 
loneliness consumes 
and I submit

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