Thursday, August 12, 2021


Some hurts are way to deep
Justified or not, thrive they do
Feeding fearful frenzy
Of being lonesome
Fretful needy soul
Craving to belong
To be given precedence over all
Acceptance of relegation does dawn
Misery gnaws at heart though
And mind seeks deliverance
From all that binds and all that holds
From the curse of breath
And nightmare of thoughts

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