Desolation
Desolate-
lost and alone.
I retreat to the dark recesses of my mind.
Disquisitive,
scrupulously searching for
some cognizance that I was ever
once wanted and loved.
A haze hangs heavy over my minds eye,
blinded and distorted by the phantom tears -
there was no one.
Tumultuous life of chaos and discord!
To repudiate my family -
a salvation for me.
But you - to renounce you..
blunt nails shredding my skin,
drawing and quartering me!
Total annihalation.
Now mournful and despondent,
knowing love is obsolete,
I crumple inside myself -
contemplating life.
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