Loneliness lamented,
never exempt from
tremendous emptiness,
relentless against
hellbent descent
of my own invention;
entrenched in
mental torment
taking up every tenement residence,
detention condemns.
But
summer still incenses
mid November
in sun scented
memories,
tempted by your
gentlest remnants,
still renders me
senseless.
Daydreamt,
ephemeral,
almost replenishes and mends
until
heart hemorrhaging
becomes a
drenching tempest,
like a fist clenching
tension
holding onto your
absence
and some semblance
of what you meant
and yet
goodbye
you went
again.
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 11:48 AM UTC
Loneliness lamented,
never exempt from
tremendous emptiness,
relentless against
hellbent descent
of my own invention;
entrenched in
mental torment
taking up every tenement residence,
detention condemns.
But
summer still incenses
mid November
in sun scented
memories,
tempted by your
gentlest remnants,
still renders me
senseless.
Daydreamt,
ephemeral,
almost replenishes and mends
until
heart hemorrhaging
becomes a
drenching tempest,
like a fist clenching
tension
holding onto your
absence
and some semblance
of what you meant
and yet
goodbye
you went
again.
Maybe one day I won't feel so **** heartbroken 😑
