An outreached hand to the depths of despair
A foreign warmth to thaw the frozen stare
The slumber breaks, the recluse now aware
You are there
Like moth to flame, a worship in bloom
Fixated. Yearning for your time to consume
All the darkness faded, that was to presume
Were it not for the demons that invaded the room
Stars aligned, brought within proximity
Hearts conspired, connected by affinity
Wired to your soul, craving for continuity
Golden opportunity squandered by insecurity
When the demons resort to intimidation
How can a fragile soul combat such confrontation?
High and mighty, they spoke of salvation
Here I crumbled in the wake of their devastation
All those nights awake, body numb, ever so tired
Endlessly looping what fate had conspired
Wishing for the strength that the moment required
All hopes and dreams once again expired
Forgotten, left to bleed along with time
Escaping the depths, an excruciating climb
Emerged, it’s clear that your path became sublime
Demons, for her sake I thank your crime
As my world was left to burn
You danced without concern
The void still whispers, aching to return
But memory arms me well to spurn
What might've been keeps me obsessing
I'd swear it's different now, but I'm just guessing
All I know is, though it's distressing
This curse of mine was your blessing.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 6:11 AM UTC
An outreached hand to the depths of despair
A foreign warmth to thaw the frozen stare
The slumber breaks, the recluse now aware
You are there
Like moth to flame, a worship in bloom
Fixated. Yearning for your time to consume
All the darkness faded, that was to presume
Were it not for the demons that invaded the room
Stars aligned, brought within proximity
Hearts conspired, connected by affinity
Wired to your soul, craving for continuity
Golden opportunity squandered by insecurity
When the demons resort to intimidation
How can a fragile soul combat such confrontation?
High and mighty, they spoke of salvation
Here I crumbled in the wake of their devastation
All those nights awake, body numb, ever so tired
Endlessly looping what fate had conspired
Wishing for the strength that the moment required
All hopes and dreams once again expired
Forgotten, left to bleed along with time
Escaping the depths, an excruciating climb
Emerged, it’s clear that your path became sublime
Demons, for her sake I thank your crime
As my world was left to burn
You danced without concern
The void still whispers, aching to return
But memory arms me well to spurn
What might've been keeps me obsessing
I'd swear it's different now, but I'm just guessing
All I know is, though it's distressing
This curse of mine was your blessing.
And after all this time,
Im sorry.
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