Since the bonds have broken,
In the stillness, shadows weave,
As the night whispers secrets to the eve.
Whispers and verses,
Steps and trails, Heart and essence—
None aligns with the other,
Once, all was in its rightful place,
Now, shadows linger in empty space.
In the depths of my quest, I seek to find,
The twilight whispers to my spirit,
When I draw my essence,
A tapestry of chaos unfolds,
In solitude, I face my foe—
A deadly foe.
What destiny has woven for me
A barren inferno,
A canvas stripped of colors,
A stream overflowing with grief.
Upon the field where trust once lay,
I stand amidst the shadows grey.
Each wound a tale of love’s cruel art,
In silence, echoes pierce the heart.
A slumbering giant,
Boiling beneath a quiet veil.
Allow that self-proclaimed deity
Hold close, a treasure dear,
In shadows cast, it lingers nearby.
A secret kept, a whispered sigh,
For Herself alone, beneath the sky.
Scattered pieces of affection,
Ephemeral delights,
like whispers in the breeze.
Should it belong to me,
Let it be cloaked in
A radiant expanse of flame,
Veiled in a dreamlike haze,
Cradled in the void,
Veiled in the pride Of shadows deep.
