#quietsorrow
Where do stray wishes go to?
To the well of eternal darkness
floating in the chasm of hopelessness?
or to where the harp rings bright and loud
where the world is made of wings and melodies.
Where do unburnt letters go to?
To the drain of filth and roaches?
where every dream seems to end anyway
or to the heart of those meant for
mine got lost in the darkness anyway.
Where do you keep this sorrow
this longing, this emptiness
My heart feels full while it devours itself
from one person to another
never to find its home ever again.
So I keep my chest tight while it aches
never to let another see
never to let them feel this pain
Will they ever understand
or will I be forever lost in this maze?
But my heart rises again like Lazarus
only to fan those flames
Where does so much hope comes from
from my empty abyss
and why does it hide when i need it again?
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC