I Found You
In the most darkest place under the moonlight
In the most seeming way I could not be seen
In the most fragmented self I could be in
I found you
In the lowliest spirit of my most fragile being
In the most undesirable dwelling of my self-doubt
In the most bizarre condition I could not decipher
I found you
In my oblivion hunted by diffidence
In my closest verge of claimed death
Yes, I found you
Yet, you did not found me.
Copyright © Vanne Joe | Year Posted 2018
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