Without you I'm adrift
A shadow in a realm I do not own
I prefer silence to the sting of being misunderstood by people who aren't youYou claim I am whole, but without you I'm shattered, lost and mocked.
An actor uncast on a foreign stageEndurance is a hollow act
Pleasure is a distant memory
So, return soon.
To mend the frayed edges of my being
To restore what's lost in your absence
YOU ARE READING
Wilted roses from me
PoetryDelves into the beauty and fragility of human emotion through evocative and poignant poetry. This collection captures the essence of sorrow, love and introspection with a unique blend of lyrical elegance and raw honesty. Each verse/stanza explores...