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His Soul
I sit here alone and write
I write for example, ‘The vast darkness engulfs my very being,
Cold fear consumes my soul; Overpowering my courage, overpowering my strength’
I, and every ounce of my body longs for you; my mind, my heart, my soul
And sometimes I believed you longed for me too
My thoughts are concerned purely with memories of you
Sometimes sleep overcomes my mind,
But, never completely
I cannot escape
Even my dreams are filled by your presence
Oh, to think that you are not mine
To hear the soft whisper, ‘you are not good enough’
Your voice, but not your words
No, your heart is too big and your soul too sweet to utter such words to me
To feel a deep void within my heart waiting for you to fill
But you will not and I am afraid
My heart, my soul, my love could not suffice,
The night is shattered and my heart is torn,
I am left wishing upon a star, forged by my own mind
I must go
I must go far away
I must go where the naive sing, the innocent laugh and the childlike dream,
I must go where they have not yet loved
My soul has been broken, it is left chipped, bent and damaged,
Oh, if only you would fix it, I would be whole again
I no longer have childish hope, but I do have childish dreams
My voice tries to call out to you, to proclaim my love
But I cannot: my voice cracks, quivers, shakes
So, I must write
I no longer believe in you and me, I only believe in you, in your heart, in your soul
Because through nights like this one when the moon and the stars don’t reflect your light,
My soul is not satisfied
For I am afraid of the dark, and without you to hold me, I am scared
Though this be the last ounce of my hope, I shall reach deeper to say,
I take back my heart, which was once given to thee and,
I now proclaim myself, my heart and my soul free
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