Cycle·Written ~2023·14 fragments

Unworthy

A long arc on love, shame and the slow work of becoming someone else. The seed of THE BENCH.

1 The Curse

To love is a curse for many,
To mourn is a pain to some,
Love should make you feel wanted,
Instead, it leaves me numb.
Silent whispers fill the air,
Echoes of a heart's lament,
A longing that's beyond compare,
In shadows, my emotions spent.

2 Facade

I'm not hurt at all, I claim,
But perhaps I choose to be quiet,
Wearing a smile, hiding shame,
In silence, I fight my inner riot.
Behind each laugh, a tear concealed,
A mask that shields the broken part,
Emotions that remain unhealed,
The silent cries within my heart.

3 Hope

In this lifetime, I wish to know,
The grace of being loved and loving,
A tender warmth to softly glow,
A connection deeply moving.
I dream of moments bathed in light,
Where love's sweet whispers gently flow,
A bond that makes the darkness bright,
And helps my weary spirit grow.

4 Apology

And I'm sorry I wasn't worthy enough,
To be the one you chose,
I tried my best, though it was tough,
To overcome my silent woes.
In every glance, I sought your grace,
But words I needed went unsaid,
Now shadows linger in your place,
And thoughts of you consume my head.

5 Reflection

Yet, here I stand, unbroken still,
Though love has made me feel so dumb,
My heart remains open, despite the chill,
To the hope of love's gentle hum.
Each scar a testament to fight,
A reminder of the battles won,
I seek the dawn after the night,
And cherish moments in the sun.

6 The Void

The nights grow long and weary,
When thoughts of you invade my mind,
In darkness, shadows dance drearily,
Reminding me of what I've left behind.
In silent rooms, your voice I hear,
A ghost of love that once was mine,
The empty space where you were near,
Now filled with echoes lost in time.

7 Regret

If only I had spoken true,
Unveiled the fears I kept inside,
Things I should have said, but I wrote them instead,
Perhaps our love could've grown anew,
Instead of fading like the tide.
The moments missed, the words unsaid,
Regret weighs heavy on my soul,
A path untraveled, left unread,
Where love could've made me whole.

8 Dreams

In dreams, I see your face so clear,
A phantom of what might have been,
Waking, I wipe away a tear,
Mourning a love I couldn't win.
The night reveals a world so vast,
Where hopes and dreams in silence play,
But morning comes, and dreams are past,
Leaving me to face the day.

9 Strength

But through this pain, I find my strength,
In every scar and silent cry,
I'll rise above, go any length,
To heal my heart and touch the sky.
Each trial a step toward my growth,
A journey marked by inner fire,
In pain and joy, I find my oath,
To reach beyond, to climb, aspire.

10 Acceptance

Acceptance is a bitter pill,
To know our paths no longer cross,
Yet, in this grief, I find my will,
To move beyond this aching loss.
Though memories linger, sharp and clear,
I learn to let the past be past,
Embracing what the future brings near,
With hope that peace will come at last.

11 New Dawn

A new dawn breaks with tender light,
Promising hope and love anew,
I'll embrace the day, shed the night,
And someday, I'll become someone new.
In transformation, I will find,
The strength to be, the courage to grow,
With every step, leave pain behind,
And let my heart's true essence show.

The cycle could have ended here. It did not.

11 bis Despair

But some nights, the darkness wins,
A void where hope can't reach,
Love lost turns into aching sins,
And sorrow's lessons preach.
In shadows deep, my heart's confined,
Forever haunted by your face,
The light of hope, I cannot find,
In darkness, I embrace the space.

12 Fading

The dawn I seek remains afar,
A dream that slips away,
My soul is marked by every scar,
In night, I choose to stay.
The silence grows, the cold takes hold,
Love's warmth a distant flame,
In this void, I grow old,
Alone, I whisper your name.


J'embrasserai le jour, chasserai la nuit, Et un jour, je deviendrai quelqu'un d'autre.

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