llusory Cure

 

                               llusory Cure

Dark night, silence echoing through the void, lost within myself.

My star, solitary in the sky, you shimmer with a fractured light — so faint it barely reaches me, a veil of longing that does not warm, only wraps around me.
There is a beautiful ache in the stillness that settles in the twilight of my thoughts.
There you are, free and translucent, escaping the abysses that hold me captive.

Your presence lifts the shadows from my wounded soul and soothes, with untamed gentleness, a yearning for peace that never fully arrives.
Your light, brief and quiet, heals storms, softens inner battles, yet cannot conquer the war that lives within me.

Dark night, silence that screams inside me — my star, you still shine, but your broken light is only the reflection of a cure that does not remain.