Traces of old wounds renewed,
All that pain is just returned.
I am sitting in the shadow of the moon,
Waiting for you, waiting for your return.
Spurious guilt is projected upon me,
Said some unreal and concocted words.
I am trying to cage my rage and beasts,
Heartbeats are getting heavier and heavier.
Trying to suppress the voices in my head,
Losing miserably, failing terribly.
Masses of watchful eyes are entertained,
I held myself in waiting, but you never came.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 3:45 PM UTC
Traces of old wounds renewed,
All that pain is just returned.
I am sitting in the shadow of the moon,
Waiting for you, waiting for your return.
Spurious guilt is projected upon me,
Said some unreal and concocted words.
I am trying to cage my rage and beasts,
Heartbeats are getting heavier and heavier.
Trying to suppress the voices in my head,
Losing miserably, failing terribly.
Masses of watchful eyes are entertained,
I held myself in waiting, but you never came.