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In the depths of my soul, a love once bloomed,
Now lost, like stars vanishing in the night,
Leaving behind an ache that won’t be consumed,
And a void that darkness cannot make right.

Time has passed, yet the burden still I bear,
Of what could have been, but never came to be,
Neglecting my own wounds, I barely dare,
To glimpse the life I’ve longed for and not seen.

Instead, I wandered, chasing dreams that were not mine,
Pretending for others, a false charade,
Wasting precious energy, an uphill climb,
In a quest for solace, a mirage I made.

Each day, I find myself just getting by,
Uncertain if tomorrow’s light will shine,
My future veiled, I can’t control or tie,
To any certainty, I must resign.

But in this uncertainty, I may find,
The beauty of surprise, a gift unknown,
Embracing the unknown with heart and mind,
In the seeds of hope, a new love may be sown.

For life’s unpredictable, it’s true,
Yet in the midst of chaos, hope still gleams,
Though lost love weighs heavy, I’ll break through,
Discovering new love but only in my dreams.

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