{"sf1_id":335880,"sf2_id":"GnDrvyxe","title":"As These Days Go By","author":"Desolation35","words":113,"posted_at":"2012-02-07T02:53:00.000Z","tags":["Depression","loneliness"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/335880-as-these-days-go-by","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDrvyxe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3b/7a/3b7a27e0-d000-4389-a5f7-02d4301107e3","description":"Something on the mind.","content":"As these days go by,  \nMy heart grows cold.  \nI feel an empty love  \nThat does not exist.  \n  \nAs these days go by,  \nAll that surrounds me melts away.  \nIsolated by an empty canvas,  \nNothing else is in complete focus.  \n  \nAs these days go by,  \nI find out what is missing.  \nExpressions that cannot be shown  \nYearn for freedom.  \n  \nAs these days go by,  \nThe horizon grows dull with color.  \nAlthough its beauty fades,  \nMy eyes find it difficult to find the prey.  \n  \nAs these days go by,  \nI slowly count the passing minutes.  \nWith the minutes wasted,  \nThe hole I dug myself grows deeper.  \n  \nAs these days go by,  \nLoneliness takes over.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}