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How can I concede on the eve of pain?

When I never saw it coming 

And I never felt the rain

Drops my heart beat stops

Down to the soles of my feet

I cannot breathe

And I cannot speak

Trying to find my way

But the dawning of a new pain creeps

 

They called me “The Wanderer”

So far off the side of love’s hill

That I’d squander even a Hershey’s Kiss

If amidst I could feel…

Numb foot steps to the left…

…I mean …

…on the wrong direction

Stealing an inch closer 

and closer to its inception 

The perception that I allowed 

You to penetrate my heart

Without contraception  

Its concepts shunned

To give birth to Heartache

and Heartbreak… 

...The twin of my souls, my life long 

My heart song…

“Slipping into Darkness”

 

Am… 

      I… 

        The Wanderer?

I can’t face this musical number

Of my tears showering and thunder

Clashes and slashes from the harsh words

That passes your lips… 

Those same lips to which I’d submit

To the dance with the woman between my hips 

…and thighs

 

I… am The Wanderer…

Wondering why there are so many people here

With no cause and no desire

No flames but wildfires blazed

Rejection, infection, bleeding to near death seeking resurrection

Cuz my heart’s been removed by C-Section

From the womb, my helpless twins without direction

They ask:

“Who lives at the intersection of Disconnection Lane

And this street called Imperfection?”

I’m guessin my wandering feet have exhausted every transgression

…And possibility

 

You… called me The Wanderer

I just can’t fathom my loaned existence

While Passion’s grown resistant over yonder

The distance to the South Southwest

This quest to repossess my feminine finesse

Obsessed with purity of hope’s chest

Attest to custody 

Of my dear sweet departed 

Or just…

…To not be broken hearted.

I digressed…

Uncharted my course 

To die within remorse…

I looked, and beheld a pale horse

Divorced my heart

Beat

Stopped

Down to the soles of my feet

I cannot breathe

And I cannot speak

Trying to find my way

But the dawning of a new pain creeps

Thru a drifter torn asunder…

Bereaved be The Wanderer
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