Wisdom show thy self

Love Will Surmount Every Trouble

I’m cold
What has happened?
Life was so full, 
now left to ruble.
Icy stings surround all conscience.
Confused by its simplicity.
Soft bristles caress my cheek,
covering sight so completely.
Cowering to an entity not seen.
Liquid corrupts senses not explained 
yet welcomed all the same.
Stinging as it descends but to where?
Pretending is such an easy thing to do 
as no one truly knows the reality.
Such secrecy necessary for survival.
But grown tired
no longer wishing to lie.
I don’t want to lie anymore.
There has to be someone out there.
Someone who loves me.
Who loves me.


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