As the evening steals the light of day,
And the moon’s silver streaks light the way
I shiver in eerie anticipation
For I feel it coming- this sense of desolation.
Then the wind whispers its magic spell,
Its kiss as cold as a church’s bell
Outside the stretch of darkness becomes blinding
Like the turmoil in my heart that’s unending.
And I cry out silently-
Is there no end to this melancholy?
As warm tears dance its slow descent
I’ve no choice but live through the moment.
I see your pain and I feel your need
That’s why within, also lies this lonely seed:
Of helplessness and true lament
And a lasting love that is unbent.
Am I the haven you’re looking for?
Or will I be hurting you some more?
In the state that you are in-
Believe that I just want to embrace all your pain.
Like what you did for me…
***unearthed***
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