11. Left Unread
December 29, 2025 at 4:53 AM
Notes:
It’s bad when no one reads you…
Original:
https://ficbook.net/readfic/633648
How can one endure being left unread,
Where can we stand, what staff can we hold tight,
To lean on in the moment when we fall,
So we’re not captives of our aching drive?
I walk across a sky both torn and fair,
And I know well I’m headed all astray;
Here I pass, still as stars that hold their breath,
Here I collide, songs flooding through my veins.
Forgive me, don’t torture me,
For I myself am drunk on greed.
Just one reply would mean the world to me…
But you let everything burn, oh, let it burn.
Notes:
The poem was based on my bad mood.