As I walk the ways The old feeling assaults me yet again The pain, hollowness that fills me inside The yearning for that which would complete me My other half You for whom I am searching My sundered self The understanding that would comfort me The caring that would heal me The love that brings me joy But these are as nothing For they pale beside you Your light I search for The darkening night a spur to my efforts As I brave the dark As I glean the path As I walk the ways.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem as a cry for that which is lacking in my life, loneliness for true companions and someone to really care for .
Lemonade was my muse, giving me the idea to start writing poems again.
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