Time and again happened the same things
Sick and tired was I with crushed wings
Blamed for things not done
suspicion and sadism was always a fun
Not that I did not try to convert the confusion insecurity and toxic words.
Never was any effort to bring a smile and save a dying soul..judgemental, ego and introspect were kept as my synonyms.

You never noticed but tears were never my antonyms.
I could still feel your presence a dream left on your shoulder
The way I was protected and then crushed underneath a boulder.

I tried my best to let you know
Care love concern longings all I had I had shown
Still was abandoned distanced and saw no smiles
No calls ...No texts...No letters ...No longings for a while!

Tried again to...