Love so warm but heart too cold
The world was gray, a lonely ,dark space,
Where joy had fled, leaving no joyful trace.
They called me kind, a heart of purest gold,
But kindness, it seemed, had grown strangely cold.
They'd praise my soul, then turn and walk away,
Ignoring me, day after endless day.
I yearned for solace, a hand to hold so tight,
But found only shadows in the fading light.
Now, in your embrace, I find release at last,
My one last hope, my love will forever last.
Copyright © Joel Varra | Year Posted 2025
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