in the darkness found flawed
my heart full, should be bitter
regretful need, keeps me faithful
sacred understanding, of a man mine to guard
it is with passion I utter
enchantments made to make you suffer
tiny doubt has vanished
my choice made, I walk down the road less traveled
today people are disposable items
a treasure to some trash to another
the dark feels, to love is weak
treachery prefferble, to that hated trait
my soul betrays me binding with a man immortally
we may still walk seperate paths in the after life
the bones thrown say walk alone
my tarot says differently
you are my lifeline given by the divine
altered greed, to let you go, to never be free
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write as always my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian ❤️
“today people are disposable items
a treasure to some trash to another”
This is one of those poems that you can see things plainly and relate it to what is happening right now. nicely done;)
hello lovely Fia thank you graciously yes it sad how quick we are to push someone away ❤️