by Liam

Your presence wounds me, sharp and deep,

Each word a blade that strikes the heart.

Like a venomous sting, it spreads,

A poison through these fragile veins,

That once held us in sacred trust.

Now a darkened web is woven,

Pain, relentless in its touch.

Yet, in this wound, is a hidden grace,

An antidote long buried waits.

Though love’s absence chokes my breath,

And the light of dawn reveals the stark,

Barren landscapes of my soul,

Still, in this desolate silence,

Something eternal moves.

I stand alone, bones laid bare,

Awaiting night to close the day.

And in the quiet fold of dark,

A gentle hand will draw the veil.

Beyond the heaviness of now,

There lies a place where shadows heal—

Where light will rise,

And take me home,

Take me back,

Again.

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