In
the quietness, the wind howls,
In
the darkness, the cat prowls.
Sadness
fills the weary heart,
And
the soul feels torn apart.
Tears
swell, yet the eyes stay dry,
Heartaches
come without a why.
Emotions
tangled, undefined,
Where
peace and rest are hard to find.
We
search for the silent stars above,
Knowing
all we need is love.
We
long to run, but nowhere to hide,
With
no true friend to stand beside.
When
does the heart get to vent?
When
does this sadness finally repent?
Thomas
Theophilus© October 5, 2026
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