In the pit of sadness
Where my soul is with no guide,
Down the stream of loneliness
I swim with my head down the cool
But freaky water.
The universe has granted me
No other feeling than being
Sad for no one to get close to me.
Born and raised lonely in a world
Where the single thought of friendship
Is the key down to forever loss,
I grew up with no external expectation
From the me akins in the world.
History has taught my lone Being
What trust on earth could end up being.
With my Being already broken and sad,
I feel no guilt,
For not giving trust to anyone.
But if for this I have to plead,
Hear me guilty,
Folks of the doomed world.
Paterne Freeman Shadowriter,Liberscribes.