you've felt this before: loneliness so thick in your throat it's like the heaviest of deaths in your bones. <br />you know how it goes: the hours of sunlight receding into shadow; how life goes limp in your hands and you wait for a miracle, a phone call that never comes. <br />you understand what all of it means: your heart is a home for emptiness- <br />you've considered all the angles, narrowed the possibilities down; all your love will ever amount to is leaving.<br /><br />Amberlee Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perhaps-the-greatest-self-truth/
