In the quiet echoes of my unspoken pain,
I cling to shadows, in the darkness, I remain.
Sleeping beside loneliness, my only choice,
Yet within, I still yearn for a truer voice.
Hand of a new face, I tightly held,
Yet, feeling of loneliness, I left unsaid.
For the fear of being alone, so I cling,
Even when she can't be compared a thing.
Is it easier to fill the void with another's face?
Even if understanding cannot find its place.
In the quiet of the night, I hold on tight,
With an aching heart, not ready to take flight.
Unhealed wounds, under my smiling face,
Choosing a love that could only be found within— Yet, I continue to yearn for someone to embrace.
;pJ.
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Beloved Encounters
PoetryI wrote this book for the people who became the chapters of my life. It is a book for the ones I once loved, the ones who taught me valuable lessons about love and life. Through their presence and absence, I have come to understand what love truly m...
