Two.
There is happiness
Togetherness
motion
life.

One.
Is nothingness
darkness
loss
death.

It surrounds my spirit
devours
leaving empty space.
What is this thing
With no name
And no definition?
Who can tell?
To know it is to feel it
To see it
As I see it.
This rapid sense of loss
With no control
And no way to stop it.
It brings on pain
No one to blame.
Only punishing myself.
I am isolation.
Seeing a world
From a distance
I was once a part of.
I am pain
And loneliness.
A dying heart
And a weak spirit
For I am one
And I am
Alone.