Pain
Whispers of a dream,
A childish fantasy,
A future I can't glean,
A life with you I can't see.
Your words speak volumes,
They hit all the right marks,
Actions kill like car fumes,
Locked garage in the dark.
My entire being, craves only you,
This house we built together,
Left to fend, nothing I can do,
Extricated forever.
Copyright © Daniel Berg | Year Posted 2024
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