Perpetual Cravings.


My intoxication shall remain inseparable,my cravings shall never be calmed;

The emptiness this heart feels can never be uplifted by any other charm.

The heart sighs heavily in the monotonous nights,the shallowness my body feels is next to pale chills.

Still,I breathe in the magical land you gave me.



26 thoughts on “Perpetual Cravings.

  1. Great descriptions in this poem. It feels so bleak and hopeless but in the end there seems to be a bit of hope “breathing in the magical land.” Perhaps, there are good things about this gift, but I think there is something not so great either.

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