Lonesome
Have you ever known,
what coming home is like?
How would you,
When all you've done, is wander,
Through every lane, searching,
For truths, fighting them with lies,
Pulling your own strings apart,
Heartbeat by heartbeat,
You will never know,
What coming home is like.
Have you ever known,
The warmth of another soul,
The comfort of the company,
Of another's silence?
When all you've done,
Is run away,
Thinking of everyone as crowd,
Selling your heart out,
On cheap street take-outs,
While only gathering the lonesomeness,
Others had on offer,
You will never know,
The warmth of another soul.
Have you ever known,
The disgrace of two parted lovers?
How would you,
When you believed you two,
Could survive apart,
But what for, really?
Because all you did,
Was be terrified, but awed,
You will never know,
The disgrace, the ache, the abomination,
Of two parted lovers.
I miss this space a hell more often now.
Edgy,
Ak.
have you ever known,
ReplyDeletethe tyranny of life
how it mocks and it steals
and raves throughout the seam
of course u do
it plays the same joke on everyone.
Life is a maze. Just have to know the correct way out.
Deletelet me quote you. there is no right or wrong. only right at the moment. no?
DeleteAnd in a burst of light that blinded every angel
ReplyDeleteAs if the sky had blown the heavens into stars
You felt the gravity of tempered grace
Falling into empty space
No one there to catch you in their arms
Insides crying, "Save me now!"
You were there, impossibly alone
That was beautiful! Thank you.
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