Gone
The longing
For your forgiveness
My friend
That never was.
Dead
The waiting
For your knowing
My Love
Always in my heart.
Inert
The seeking
For your judgement
My renegade
Always in my head.
Here
The rising
For no one
Myself
That ever was!
Alive
The realising
For forgiveness
My soul
Ready to see.
Everywhere
The beckoning
For sanctuary
Ego
Contained in me.
- Author: sylviasearcher ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2018 01:46
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
Comments1
This I can relate to. Well expressed
And again thank you! 😊
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