it is my unseen lover
it caresses my dreams and weaves beauteous nightmares
my closest friend, it walks with me
our hands entwined on better days
and cradles me tight against its breast as I falter
though feared by so many,
it is comforting in its consistency,
in its dependability
always there, it never disappoints
close enough to feel its cold breath envelop me,
it feels like home
as it moves like fog through the cracks in my soul
and my heart can almost feel whole in its bitter embrace

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