Salvation
Severed tendrils of hope hang lifeless
As antiquated memories of lost dreams
Lie in a forbidden zone surrounded by silence.
Validation is hard fought for, and soon becomes
Another deception as I lie lost, misplaced, bleeding.
Trepidation slows the endless journey to victory as
I gaze into life’s mirror and search for elusive answers. But somehow,
Onward I continue, knowing deep within my soul that perseverance
Not only will lead to salvation, but allow me to find peace at last.
Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
Contest Name: Acrostic contest - theme LOST
Copyright © Lucretia Crouse | Year Posted 2012
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