02-15-2025
seared from the pain I so feel,
marked with omen that's burning with fear.
hope shattered to dust with the utter of words, blown away to the cornerstones of the world.
now, I am left in desolate fields of torment like void, with echoes of memories I once yearned.
in silence, i wait —
for you.
In longing mystery.
YOU ARE READING
Opaque Poetry
PuisiCompilation of myself, made ART. Achievements: May 22, 2021 #30 in Poetry May 23, 2021 #60 in Poem
