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Forsaken


It's known that cowards silence the truth So that you only hear their point of view I went in seek of solitude But was lucky to find refuge A place so desolate Desperate and unkept Hiding in plain site I stayed only a fortnight I walk amoung the skeletal remains Forever knowing I would never be the same
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