Distant Hearts

Written by: Dima N.

It’s been a while, I hate to admit 
It’s been a while, three or five? 
The distance suffocates the breath out of it 
What makes it worse is the struggle to survive 
Holding on against all the storms 
Holding on in spite of all the thorns 
The lifeline slowly ebbed away as the horizon darkens 
The universe scorns our attempts 
Its illusive helping hand becomes 
An element of our fake reality 
We regretfully question our own morality 
Then a light seeps defiantly 
Evades the illusion gradually 
For eternity, we are fighting the doubt
Finally the light defies fading out
There’s my savior ...