i long to find solace; a resting place, nothing is heavier than the wishes i have to have you back here, to have one last hug, to know that losing you is just a nightmare i have yet to wake up from by tomorrow.
it weighs heavy in my soul to bleed in restless poetries; and like i am - hopeless & falling into pieces, this heaviness inside keeps digging an empty hole.
IA
11.01.21.| i also wrote this on the 22nd of october, but was unable to publish it perhaps because of hello poetry's system glitch since i have been inactive too for quite some time.