A castaway on a distant shore. Never meant to find a source
Of pain once distant and internal.
Of loss at the core of being.
The void that teases me,
That lurks over my shoulder,
The deafening silence,
Radiating to the steady signal of the beacon.

Specks of sand,
Sparks of reason,
Hollow splendour.

A soul lost in limbo,
Tenfold euphoria.
In this moment of clarity,
I am giving birth to the other side.

Witness chastity of the paradise once lost