Monday, October 24, 2022

Can be cruel ... - 2021

I am not barren, 

Mother Earth has birthed me in a time, in a place of sorrow. 

Reality kicks you in, pulls you out, you float away. 

No word keeps colliding.

And  dreams were shattered, lies were told. 

Kingdoms broketh as foretold. 

She was no princess, 

She was no queen, 

Their queer alliance just made her scream. 

And then you left 

My soul bereft, wept

You turned away, emotions swept

Under the rug, you....

Ran away. I fell apart. 


2 comments:

  1. I think it's called the randomness of life :D
    Professional coin flippers win

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  2. Heh ... professional coin flippers win - couldn't have thought it better.
    Randomness and...meaning?

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