Todays and Years Longings

More than anything, I just long for time alone. Stillness, silence, solitude. And for several years now, this is the very thing that constantly eludes me. I cry for her. I rage for her. I thirst, I starve, malnourished. Needed to be fed, by nothing. Empty bliss. No distractions or disruptions. No voices, nor noises. … Continue reading Todays and Years Longings