Sold

A quick transaction made A soul seeking for deposition Deposited in solid walls Walls so opaque with no decorations Walking with passion of sailing the future Posted with an envy heart of gold Lend to fears of withdrawal from the dust Abandoned like a child of a monster Throbbing with wounds of rejection I am sold to destitution left by forefathers Thrown to the field of ghosts and demons Haunted all day and nights Withering to all the shameful surroundings Banked to the highest blazing fears of hell Seeking for resurrection that shall set me free I am sold, sold by the one who loved me The one calling me a friend