No matter what I do, endeavor, or acomplish,
There is still something missing.
I am trying to solve a puzzle,
But I am bereft of all but a few pieces.
No matter how much I love,
I can’t shake the loneliness.
If it stood between her and the world,
I would pull the trigger without hesitation,
And murder the world.
So why, then,
Is my heart still aching?
I have suspected, for the longest time,
That what I crave,
Surpass my comprehension ~
And that it always will.
Am I cursed?
Doomed to stare at that locked door forever?
Heh, no.
I will kick it down,
Even break the frame and unhinge the damn thing,
Before I give up.
I demand answers…


About Fredrik Kayser

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2 Responses to Tenacity

  1. Fredrik Kayser says:

    Thank you, AJ, I’m glad you liked it.

  2. AJ says:

    Bravo!! 👏👏👏Love the thought and the emotion it imparts…Its well composed.
    Hoping to read more of your work

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