In the abyss of my shattered being, I ache for her embrace,
Yet I left, bound by reasons, my heart consumed in a fiery chase.
This torment, a relentless storm raging deep within,
Surviving without her, a battle I can never truly win.
Society's whispers of detachment, devoid of empathy or remorse,
But the weight of grief and guilt, it carves its own remorseless course.
I stand firm, though every fiber of my being quakes,
For my own well-being, a sacrifice that leaves me in its wake.
Under the moon's piercing gaze, I ventured to her sacred space,
To confront the shadows, the echoes of our love's haunting trace.
The path before me, treacherous and steep,
But I believe redemption awaits, even in the depths of this torment's keep.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoesíaI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
