My Lament

 

Obsessed with a dream that can never be mine.

Craving a touch I will never feel.

Listening for the voice I will never hear,

my twin soul is lost.

I cannot find him, nor exist without him.

So here is my lament…

must I live to die or die to live–

to find my purpose

my angel

my love?

 

 

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Tagged poetry, Shelli Carlisle