Greetings,
based on what I feel when reading the poem, it evokes the sensation of having lost something or someone. I sense it as a lament for an ending that was slow, painful, and, it seems, a situation that, despite attempts to avoid it, was going to happen no matter what was done. It was as if it had to happen because that's just how it was, and it couldn't be prevented. It feels like when hope is lost, only emptiness remains, an emptiness that fills everything. From my point of view, I associate it with grief.
I hope you like my analysis. I came across your post through a post I just saw:
Congratulations on your power-up
I also did a power-up, but yours was spectacular. I love seeing this great commitment to Hive. Wishing you much success. I'd love to read about your growth on Hive and learn from it.
We get what we work for, given the conditions we have, right? It is somewhat inevitable. Which makes me think of all the opportunity I wasted.
It was a big powerup for me!
My grandmother used to say it's never too late to start over. (If that's the case)