No One Is Home
Walking in wishes, dreamily dazed
(Unaware of the sleeping Dragons)
Loathing my Heart and its wicked ways
(Endless in holes, abysses and chasms)
Oh, where in space do I belong?
Intent to repent, but trapped in wrongs
Our lives are lies we thus surmise-
The pain- forever prolonged
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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