I cry every night
Begging for my love
Even the stars pity me
Their light
My cries
And it'll never cease
My bones are smitten
With the ghost of you
And I dance with shadows
That I confound with you
I write letters to the absentees
They're never read
They will stay with me
Solitude stays with me
It is in love with me
DU LIEST GERADE
Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoesieMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
