Poetry

bez światła(no light)----for T.I.
 
words and language
without sentiment
the raging
of internal fires
Oh, to hear the echoes
of just how dark emptiness…actually sounds
desperately reaching
only to always
fall just short…
attempting to
fill the void
left from/by
damaged yesterdays
 interrupted dreams
warped reality
hurtful memories
hurt, where only love once should….
…could
might…
have been
damning realization
cutting into now…of this moment
 
I
see the darkness
far deep
beyond your eyes
I
sense the void
where your heart….
once was
and
all is explained
 
 
 
bez światła©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved(10/24/2013)
 
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