Mystical Mind

 In twilight's hush, where shadows weep, Beside your bed, where sorrows creep, My love, entwined with fate's embrace, I hold your hand, our final grace. Endymion's moon, in soft repose, Beside your form, its radiance chose, A sentinel of love and woe, As life's ember fades to low. Our love, a flame that once burned bright, Now dims as day turns into night, With whispered words, I softly weep, As you, my love, drift into sleep. No pleas or prayers can break death's hold, As sorrow's tale of love is told, The moon, like you, seeks not to wake, Yet in my heart, your love I'll take. In dreams, we'll meet where stars align, A love untouched by hands of time, Till then, you rest, so pure, so true, And I'll hold dear the love we knew.

Amid the throng, I stand alone A sea of faces, yet on my own. Lost my friends, a void within, Echoes of laughter, where to begin? Amid the laughter and cheerful cries, A solitude deep within my eyes. Invisible bonds now torn apart, Lonely whispers within my heart. A crowd surrounds, yet I'm adrift, An empty soul, emotions adrift. Shared memories like distant dreams, Fading echoes, silent screams. The laughter dances, I remain still, Aching heart, a void to fill. Lost among the lively parade, Yearning for connections that slowly fade. Invisible threads that once did bind, Now shattered, fragments left behind. Surrounded by faces, unknown and new, Yet my heart longs for the past's familiar hue. A solitary figure in the midst of glee, A silent ache no one else can see. Lost in a crowd, yet lost I remain, Yearning for the friends who've caused this pain