Behind A Star

What can be more unclear.

Shiver alone tormented by fear.

Of to what end must I spare?

Nothing left abyss I stare.

Hate me! Love Me!  Loath me!

No longer could I care.

Righteous or wronged matters not.

Alone I’m stuck left to rot.

Emptiness is taking hold.

And my body’s growing old.

Looking, reaching oh so far.

My future hides behind a star.















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