The crippling pain, even gods endure,
To long for a place, a memory secure.
Devoid I may be, of emotion's tide,
Yet still I ache when night's voices subside.
A hope to hear them knocks at my door,
Though the sky holds no stars anymore.
The need for faces draws my eye
To search for light in a vacant sky.
Cruel webs of fate grant fleeting views
Of what I’ve denied, yet cannot lose.
Now, this longing’s the last to sever
Release it, and I am whole forever.
Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 4:14 PM UTC
The crippling pain, even gods endure,
To long for a place, a memory secure.
Devoid I may be, of emotion's tide,
Yet still I ache when night's voices subside.
A hope to hear them knocks at my door,
Though the sky holds no stars anymore.
The need for faces draws my eye
To search for light in a vacant sky.
Cruel webs of fate grant fleeting views
Of what I’ve denied, yet cannot lose.
Now, this longing’s the last to sever
Release it, and I am whole forever.
#longing
