The fog rolls
in over the treetops
in billows leaving
hardly any sight.
A log in the
fire made it warm
enough for us to
survive the night.
When I realized that I
had no true friends
I was already
injured and alone.
Desolate and broken
with no one to cry to
and no place to
call my home.
Everything taken
I don't live anymore
I wander
through space and time.
I never know when
the end is coming but
I'm never afraid of
what I might find.
I've been made a mockery
of for so long I even poke
at myself so I
can keep laughing.
I'm so misunderstood
that I'm always hated
and plotted on
during each passing.
As my Angel shivers
against the cold concrete
we try to find
a moments sleep.
I try to think of things
to be grateful for
to keep myself
from starting to weep.
I know that we have
made mistakes and it's
my karma that hasn't
finished being paid.
I know it's why I will
die in isolation and
somewhere in hell
my soul will be laid.
I have one and only
wish that I pray
would somehow,
some way come true.
For everyone to know the
truth and beauty
inside me and the love
I held for all of you.
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
One and Only Wish
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