Lost Reality

Some thoughts on a past accord....

She claimed a burden, mistreated child

Struck by responsibility her world defiled

No time for romance yet another bed to be

Forsaking trust for sex and lust insanity

Excuses laid gripping at each swallow took

Flowing the waters like the timeless brook

Claiming uncertainty, afraid to take the chance

A shot at freedom and a bed of endless romance

Twisted and torn the damage gains the swell

Burying feelings deep and the pressure in hell

The wake up call may take years to clearly see

What you bore inside was taken by a lost reality

Reviews

[T. Edana Talbott]

The flow of this equals perfection. I love the rhyme, the content. It's great.

[Bohrium Guy]

Thank you very much and I am so glad you like it!

Hugs,

Rat