ForsakenA Poem by UneekI wade in the depth Wondering how a soul Could be so alone When swimming through a constant sea Of bodies?
Searching for that *Special* That fills the most desolate void, Comforts the coldest night, Defines the virtue Of trust.
Wide eyes Mock my heart- Open to the perversion And wickedness Of them all- Ready to bleed out this forsaken destiny.
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3 Reviews Added on February 6, 2014 Last Updated on February 6, 2014 Tags: trust, lonliness, vulnerability |