I can't seem
to find the thing
to satiate a need
in me that is yet
to be met,
it's the type of hunger
food can't reduce,
it's the type of pain
that holds unrequited love
for you,
it's like a memory you
want to store in your mind
of a moment that didn't occur,
it's like a fractured ground
waiting for the rain to come
down so flowers can grow
from within the cracks,
it's like love that you give
but never receive back fully,
it's like cold weather and short day time
that beg for some white,
yet it never snows,
it's like not being able
to find the name of the song
whose melody is stuck in your head,
it's like a battle that you lose
before you even get to play.
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 7:41 PM UTC
I can't seem
to find the thing
to satiate a need
in me that is yet
to be met,
it's the type of hunger
food can't reduce,
it's the type of pain
that holds unrequited love
for you,
it's like a memory you
want to store in your mind
of a moment that didn't occur,
it's like a fractured ground
waiting for the rain to come
down so flowers can grow
from within the cracks,
it's like love that you give
but never receive back fully,
it's like cold weather and short day time
that beg for some white,
yet it never snows,
it's like not being able
to find the name of the song
whose melody is stuck in your head,
it's like a battle that you lose
before you even get to play.
