They say I am one of a kind,
A mind so bright, uniquely aligned.
Yet, in matters of the heart's domain,
Only misery and broken pieces remain.
Never have I truly felt desired,
Or needed, or to a soul been wired.
Instead, infatuation's fleeting gleam,
Idealization, a controlling dream.
In this vast world, where falseness takes hold,
Is there no being to love my spirit whole?
Does no one yearn for the essence that is me?
Not for the shadows, the sins they might see.
For hope has waned that a soul could embrace,
Understand, tame, and love my shadowed space.
I crave a love that seeks my inner light,
A hand to join mine, to share this life's flight.
To shield me when vulnerability calls,
To tenderly play as sickness enthralls.
A soul so certain of my love's pure art,
That for my sake, they'd willingly depart.
It seems this vision, a delirious plea,
A dream that only a child of my own could be.
Yet, even that solace brings a somber thought,
To bring forth life for a love I've never caught, unjust and fraught.
For I was born alone, into this world I came,
And it appears I shall depart the same,
Heavy with threads of love I longed to impart,
Leaving this realm, with a solitary heart.
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 9:32 AM UTC
They say I am one of a kind,
A mind so bright, uniquely aligned.
Yet, in matters of the heart's domain,
Only misery and broken pieces remain.
Never have I truly felt desired,
Or needed, or to a soul been wired.
Instead, infatuation's fleeting gleam,
Idealization, a controlling dream.
In this vast world, where falseness takes hold,
Is there no being to love my spirit whole?
Does no one yearn for the essence that is me?
Not for the shadows, the sins they might see.
For hope has waned that a soul could embrace,
Understand, tame, and love my shadowed space.
I crave a love that seeks my inner light,
A hand to join mine, to share this life's flight.
To shield me when vulnerability calls,
To tenderly play as sickness enthralls.
A soul so certain of my love's pure art,
That for my sake, they'd willingly depart.
It seems this vision, a delirious plea,
A dream that only a child of my own could be.
Yet, even that solace brings a somber thought,
To bring forth life for a love I've never caught, unjust and fraught.
For I was born alone, into this world I came,
And it appears I shall depart the same,
Heavy with threads of love I longed to impart,
Leaving this realm, with a solitary heart.