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I am still

Lament, I do, every time I did not recognize your pain,  Though I was thriving in our sun,  You were somewhere worrying alone.  Without me. Loss, I have, everyday that I cannot thank your for existing,  Even though I appreciate you, every little piece of what you mean.  Now this love has no where to go,  it is stuck in a dark place with no windows and no door.  Longing, I feel, so much in my skin,  about what we gave each other, eyes locked, lips sealed.  It is a nightmare today and tomorrow, where you at? Lucid, I try, to maintain every single second, In your absence, in my emotional grief, someone called.  A knife in my heart, dark no colors, listening but not really.  I exist crumbling inside, rooting for my salvation, someone will? Listless, I am, for what we lived,  For what we could have been. For what I dreamt,  For what it's worth, I am still.