I long for apricity in this cold and icy life

I long for euphoria, to end my unending strife

I long for somebody to complete me, explain

Why I must suffer, why I mourn in vain.

I long for a denouement, a rainbow after the storm.

I long for a feeling of fulfilment, of reform

I long for a panacea to extinguish this pain

Of a space hollow, a fire beginning to wane.

I long to know who you are, are you someone I know?

Are you lissom and graceful, a sight to adore?

Are you a soul ethereal with an embrace elysian?

A healer? A soul-reviving, heart-mending artisan?

Or are you a passion, a philosophy I yearn to pursue?

A subject I love, a life I dream to start anew?

Are you the path I ignored but once loved long ago?

For I am but a pathetic paradoxical soul, if so. 

A past I do not know, an ephialtes of indelible gore

A story long-forgotten but haunting me forevermore

I lament for a star uncharted, a light I never saw

I languish after a soul unknown, a faceless glow.

I grieve for a comforting cloak of love I never wore. 

A/N: LOL no explanations for this one and all else anymore, just know I get the weirdest contemplations.