A Pen’s Outcry

I’ve been dwelling in this abyss, Unaccompanied and fragmented, Seclusion took away my gladness, And desolation became my friend.   Save me from this ill- fated curse! Touch me and feel my hollowness, Wait until those philosophies surge, Don’t let them dissolve in the crest.   Hold me tight and defy ambivalence! Carve what’s in …