Meet Me at Last

They took my heart and soul

Left behind the dust of my mind

My complaints were silent to their ears

They kept at it until I lost it all

This heart of mine never truly knew love

The first was the last, imbued with pain

I thought I would only cry when it’s over

But I was sighing all along

Then, the emptiness of long days

Spent wasting my eyes on uselessness

The sinking feeling of drowning in a desert

Loneliness, stirring deep within my soul

My memories flowed slowly

As the vultures tore away my skin

The late seconds were unbearable

Come, End, meet me at last

I’ve been waiting so long…

Jozanie – May 24, 2017