Lonely
Poetry
Nov 1, 2021
There are no magic words
or clever rhyme
to stay the aching of the heart
or silence of the night void of sleep or peace
which haunts until sun finds you
solitary to greet the new day
in hope of new love to ease the pain.
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Authenticity, vulnerability, awareness & growth through storytelling, sharing of personal experiences, and knowledge on spiritual matters.
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself
Authenticity, vulnerability, awareness & growth through storytelling, sharing of personal experiences, and knowledge on spiritual matters.
Written by Men.21times@gmail.com
Patient of life, attempting to heal oneself by Quill. Transitioning from a profession of technology.