Pain lingers, a stubborn guest,
While nostalgia’s fading kiss
Leaves no mark on a shattered quest,
No wound for crystallized bliss.
We learn little from tranquil shores,
Perhaps yearning not for love’s embrace,
But the solace that understanding pours,
A yearning etched on time’s face.
Ambitions fade, replaced by fears,
By expectations’ crushing weight,
Validation sought through borrowed cheers,
Ignoring the body’s silent ache
Emotions veiled, a complex guise,
To mask the depths within the soul,
Lost in the desperate, yearning cries
For love’s embrace to make us whole.
We ponder, lost in time’s cruel tide,
How self-love wanes, a fading light,
While chaos and despair confide,
And claim the victory of the night.
