Jurnal
Ghost
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Mediu
imposing solitude crushes
fragile spirit in me
echoing along my path
alone and yet not
surrounded by lives
never touching me
loneliness seems to breathe
my only proof of life
this pain is all I own
no kin to call on
for blood means nothing
in my here and now
desperately I seek light
in other\'s eyes reflected
and every day I search
but never find warmth
there is no hearth for me
no flame no family
abandoned and yet not
I fill a hollow place
in sorrow I am neglected
forlorn ghost ignored
rejected for my birth
the choice was never mine
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