Atone My Ignorances

a single frozen tear traces down my cheek,
cold ice starts forming around my heart,
white hot pain shoots through me,
and loving starts to tear me apart.
I miss someone that I am yet to meet,
a mutual heart that’s song is to beat,
a hollow shell fills up and overflows,
a wisened man whose self he barely knows,
a soothsayer worn right down to the bone,
by sins he the wishes that he could atone.