These loose strings that i find no use of
Should i cut them free
Or sew them tighter.
For what’s next i seek no attention to
For what’s hidden, was never meant to see through.
Billions and still counting…
For the absence it was never bothered of,
Unknown reasons the night had howled for.
Forced nightmares out of the dreamy eyes,
The eyes that never could seem any light from,
Or had it even wished to seek any..
After the eclipse it was forced to see through and the new moons it had to weep through.

Mending cracks that never formed,
Grasping treasures never torn.
Silenced words that stayed unseen,
Lifeless eyes now softly gleam.
Yet...,
Scents of fate - a breath forsaken,
Drifting high yet left to harden,
Threads of lives left unentwined,
Dreams to nightmares, hearts confined.
. . .
Overthought yet truths still spoken,
Chasing love that stayed unbroken.