For years alone have I wandered,
darting to and fro.
Yet always have I wondered,
Just where is it I go?

Faces and names, they vanish,
replaced by the shade,
filled only with sadness,
as love returns where it was made.

Today I sit in glorious surround
bathed in the lights and sights,
of a world, unknown and unbound.

Yet the coldness of the night is greater
than what hopes I can find,
as the fear of losing is no stranger
to the emptiness growing in my mind.

And every time they tell me
"This time will be different!
We'll fight and you'll be free."
in a tone loud and belligerent.

Yet tonight again I am alone,
heart crushed under every fear.
By now you'd think I'd have known,
because it's just me, and you're not here.

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A little piece I've been meaning to upload. A lonely Zyla, separate again from those she cares for. Plus some awful poetry because I felt it appropriate.

Zyla is of course me
The art is by the highy awesome  Salem and a gift from my super best buddy  Sapphire Siska Onistecua