Slaved
How soon you have leave me!
I’m now by myself,
Your silence’s calling,
I’m thrown off the shelf.
I’m hurt and I quiver,
You injected me pain;
You weren’t forgiving,
I always been blamed.
Seduced nights and mornings,
You scattered my needs;
My flesh was in bondage,
Your heart’s full of greeds.
I thought we were bonding,
But I was your slave;
My feelings are damaged,
My soul found its grave.
Copyright © Walter D Tomeo | Year Posted 2022
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