In a void,
and on the brink of fading,
You filled hope
to a flower that is wilting.
Thy eyes radiate
In a world where everything's
filled with dusk like an endless chasm.
In a maze where path is unending,
You showed the way with a smile,
I never thought I would be the cause of fading.
I took the spotlight,
never noticing,
How it drained your light.
The flower that almost wilted--
that one flower,
that you,
brought back to life,
That was I.
How I wish I could give it back to you--
How I wish,
that as I laid my gaze
upon you,
How I wish,
that you had never gazed back.
Jun 12, 2025
Jun 12, 2025 at 1:05 AM UTC
In a void,
and on the brink of fading,
You filled hope
to a flower that is wilting.
Thy eyes radiate
In a world where everything's
filled with dusk like an endless chasm.
In a maze where path is unending,
You showed the way with a smile,
I never thought I would be the cause of fading.
I took the spotlight,
never noticing,
How it drained your light.
The flower that almost wilted--
that one flower,
that you,
brought back to life,
That was I.
How I wish I could give it back to you--
How I wish,
that as I laid my gaze
upon you,
How I wish,
that you had never gazed back.