Irene's Book of poems

I Want

My heart yearns for affection, a longing so profound that it resonates deep within the core of my being. Simultaneously, my soul passionately yearns for tranquility and serenity, yearning to be enveloped in a peaceful embrace that shields me from the chaotic whirlwind of existence. In an eternal struggle, my desires and my true needs clash like titans, each vying for dominance over my innermost self.

Oh, the world, this vast, cruel expanse, can be merciless and unforgiving, a harsh mistress that tests the limits of my endurance. Yet, amidst this bleak reality, humanity persists in its relentless quest to discover love, to bask in the radiant glow of genuine happiness. Surrounded by others, an avalanche of emotions engulfs me, yet I find myself perpetually adrift, a solitary entity lost in an ocean of souls.

In the hidden recesses of my subconscious, I have crafted a personal domain, a realm intricately woven within the tapestries of my own mind. This sacred space serves as my sanctuary, a refuge from the bitter truths of reality that threaten to consume me. Engulfed by this swirling maelstrom of chaos, my mind teeters precariously on the edge of madness, its delicate threads of sanity slipping away like grains of sand through the hourglass of time.

Oh, how I hunger for love, aching with an insatiable desire that burns within my very core. The warmth of an embrace, the tender touch of affection; these ethereal sensations evoke a craving so profound that it consumes every fiber of my being. Yet, in the depths of my consciousness, I harbor a whispered knowledge, a faint whisper that warns that these experiences may be nothing more than elusive mirages, mere fragments of illusions conjured to shield my fragile psyche from shattering into irreparable pieces.

To indulge in such desires without a steadfast state of mind would be a treacherous path to tread, threatening to burden others with the weight of my faltering sanity. Instead of providing solace and tranquility, my fractured existence may inflict upon them the storm that rages within me. Oh, I must strive to find balance, for only through the preservation of internal equilibrium can I hope to navigate this tempestuous sea of emotions and salvage the remnants of my shattered soul.

©Irene