My own.
For its all been my own
For I’ve always been alone
Alone in the heart
Alone in the mind
Black covers the hurt
Burn causes the blind.
Hollow
I wished away the dark.
Broken moments, and empty memories.In the palm of my hand,
Tomorrow’s possibilities were shattered
By the crush of my own longing.Summer came,
And I still couldn’t see the sun.
Winter fell,
And it was cold outside-
But more so within.There are spaces between my fingers and legs
Where you used to be,
Folds in my soul
Where you used to breath-
But they are empty now.I wished away the dark
And hoped for the beauty of your beams
Instead, I found a hole in my heart
The shape of a dream.
