Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Why does emptiness hurt so much,
when there is nothing for me to feel anymore.
Dragging my pale hands across the dirty walls,
I feel like giving up on everything.
I've lived on for so long,
hoping that someday everything would get better.
But that was just a lie I told myself,
because all that ever happened to me was blue.
From heartbreaks to heartbreaks,
I lived on hoping I would be free one day.
But turns out the way we live our lives,
is always predetermined before our births.
Stars and galaxies had perfectly aligned,
to make sure that luck never came my way.
All those times I felt like joys,
were simply mirages on my abandoned mind.
I wanted answers for so long,
but was afraid to come get them.
Now in the middle of the night I stand,
my heart feeling heavier than ever before.
My pale hands glides over the knocker,
and the sound of it makes the stillness scream.
Moonlight is the only comfort I have now,
as I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
The cold night air smells bittersweet,
but strangely it feels like home.
It is home.
Losing someone you love is hard enough,
but losing all of them together,
is the worst torture that a soul can suffer.
It's been years since I came home.
But I always carried it within me,
a burden that was uncalled for.
Now with the moon and the night as witnesses,
I gather every last ounce of life in me.
Calling home for the first time in years,
I am answered with a gentle breeze that caresses my cheeks.
Maybe they too missed me like I missed them.
Maybe I should've come sooner,
so that I could live a little longer.
But it doesn't matter now.
I call home after so long,
to let them know that I'll come soon.
It's just a matter of months, said the doctors.
But to me it feels like I have eternities to cross,
to finally be whole again.
Calling home for the first time in years,
I can't wait to be finally home again.
© Moonyloonywitch
12/08/2021
Don't we all need someone beside us?
As we go through our darkest days,
facing our deepest fears?
When the battle is finally over,
we turn to see the smile on their face.
Because at the end of the day,
our souls need a home too.
And what better place could it be,
than the heart of a loved one.
I hope you'll be there for me,
when I return from these chaos.
No matter how cruel the world gets,
I can heal when our eyes meet again.
Alchemists can quit their jobs now.
I have found the elixir of life.
© Moonyloonywitch
02/08/2021