What is this longing that i feel?
Is the moon getting older
or everyone around me bitter?
My heart is streched,
into millions of pieces
Unable to recognize what it's calling for.
Who do i talk to, when it feels the loneliest?
The house is getting cold,
my feet heavy.
It is creeping on me
How do you help,
how do you soothe
when you feel
the weight of the worried on your shoulders?
Do you ever feel the pain of your loved ones as your own?
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 11:46 PM UTC
What is this longing that i feel?
Is the moon getting older
or everyone around me bitter?
My heart is streched,
into millions of pieces
Unable to recognize what it's calling for.
Who do i talk to, when it feels the loneliest?
The house is getting cold,
my feet heavy.
It is creeping on me
How do you help,
how do you soothe
when you feel
the weight of the worried on your shoulders?
Do you ever feel the pain of your loved ones as your own?
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