1 year ago. March 7, 2024 at 12:42 AM
Again, I sit here cold and empty,
My past, it seems, has returned once more..
My battered heart was once more offered,
To only fall and be further trampled on the floor.
Solitude is again rearing it's head,
Loneliness creeping in from behind.
Will this cycle ever truly end,
just one of many questions on this weary mind.
I've spent whole lifetimes searching, it seems,
For the one to become wholly My Own.
I know that she's out there, somewhere,
Where she is hiding the Gods only know.
I know that it's just an illusion,
That in time it will all pass somehow.
One day I'll awake, the pain will be gone,
So why not make one day right NOW..?
Dom
08/21/17
