The days seem longer, since you are not around
Clothed by this solitude; a darkness invades me.
Since my sun only sets, and my moon never wakes.
Fire burns within my soul,
Aching every inch of my frail frame
For your arrival.
Only half is left...
Where art thou my love,
Can you not hear thee?
Far among-st the shadows I call.
Endlessly
Recklessly
Calling...
Scarce heard once more.
Why
Dead set
I
am
gone.
One.
Two.
Three.
Missing.
Into
the
bottomless
depths
of
the
abyss.
About the Creator
Kelly Madeleine Ortiz
Aspiring to be whom God wants me to become, aspiring O.T.A; amateur dancer, & writer. Wishing to create, & invite you to my world.
Welcome, please do stay and have a cup of tea with me.^^
https://www.instagram.com/savrosa/?hl=en
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