Survival of me

msloosley

The Survival of me


Feeling as a Shadow suspended in dust
Nothing too material but a soul that yearns trust
A heart that is broken a torment that is grown
A frame that is ridgid a mind that is disowned
carefully carved intrusion to the trust and beliefs of love Slicing through commitments
Bringing traumer not fair and not just
Hiding of feelings thoughts and truths
Not for the lies but for survival of good
Fearing of change, miss guided salvation and hopes All the while it was me who was changing the most With finest of lines between the want and a need
Do we live to hunt or an obsession to feed
Magnitude of sins disguised as a desire to be free
No cries for attention
Just the survival of me


MS Loosley

  • Author: Ms loosley (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2017 17:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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