We are trapped in a maze of gold and glitter,
Losing sight of our inner light
In pursuit of fleeting vanity.
Whose destiny is death?
We forsake the essence of life
I too am swept into this tide,
Yet feel so secluded.
Our unsatisfied longings,
They weigh us down to groan,
Yearning for more
More than words can explain.
In this silent struggle, we crave
A depth that eludes our grasp.
We yearn!
MitneyMitch
...my friend is a writer! This is beautiful honey and thought provoking.
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