Void
In the silence, I hear my own voice
A whispered longing, a heart that makes some noise
I reach for connection, a gentle touch
But find instead a space that's too much
The weight of unspoken words, a heaviness I bear
A sense of longing that I've learned to share
With every step, I search for a place to stand
A sense of belonging, a loving hand
In the emptiness, I find a quiet pain
A sorrow that I've learned to contain
But still I hold on to the hope that remains
A fragile thread, a love that sustains
21 May 2025
Copyright © Maya Evans | Year Posted 2025
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