Longings are agonising
When we crave something knowing we can never have it,
We want it even more
Isn't it all about wanting and desiring?
We long until we reach a point,
When we make a deal with it
And agree to live as it is,
Without.
And still strive to feel fulfilled.
It is a void,
A hollow void incapable of filling
YOU ARE READING
IT IS POETRY I CONFIDE IN
PoezieIt was only in the theatre that I lived~ -Oscar wilde ______🎭______ And only in the poetry that I confide in ...
