Derelict of Hope
My brain was in collusion
With psychosis and illusion,
No fragment of resolution
In my sinkhole of confusion,
Any leverage or bevel
Leads me towards the devil,
Now derelict of hope,
I seek sanctuary to cope.
Entry for
Eight Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
4/6/2019
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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