Without You

Its shadows break shift shapeless rays
making it a helpless venture
to sift through swift conclusions
as to why I even felt a goddamn thing;
the thing is, I’m not the person I used to be,
standing before the cracked mirror,
a mosaic frustration returns my gaze,
knocking on a junkie’s door for a quick fix of love,
your love that fills the emptiness
caused by the drought of my making.
Ambers of shame boiled throughout
my self-esteem, leading to the simple fact
that being without you never feels right.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2023 AC)

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