Purpose
Abby Saila@sailaabby718822
2 months ago
I once lived in cluster alley,
Bending to the will of the lady morose,
My soul laid bare, my pride stomped,
My face bore the marks of anguish, framing a story,
My path littered with agony as the eyes followed wherever,
My way was darkness and depression a solace,
They mocked, spat, shun,
How are the mighty fallen indeed!
My focus was only on for my liquid lover,
She blurred my heart and clung to me,
I was drowning in a pit of mire,
Of my own making or other I know not,
But I quit hoping for a light at the end of the tunnel,
I loved wrong, my heart served on a silver platter,
Another day, another sip,
Another disdain, still I quaff,
Until I heard a voice so true, ever so pure,
Give a message, a second chance.
© sailabby
Photocredit: StockCake
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