It's said the most damaged people make great lovers.
Born in the shackles of cruelty educated with pain..
Screaming for help but shame and curses is the sympathy willingly offered.
Pain silencing love redirecting blame to the unknown gods.
Hatred tearing down the pillars of love between two people that professed praise to it's birth
bringing this tragic end.
Lost to the dustbins of irrelevance just an instrument of disappointment
walking the earth with a burden of misery
Led in the lion's den with nature's ravenous thirst to dry every purpose..

A mind tethered to insecurities of feeling unwanted by the hands that once sang high notes of love with warmth...
Questions penetrating a mind bereft of comprehension, Victimizing every ounce of self worthy

The grand entrance of a blessed life of roses
reciprocated with hurtful pain drying every blossom of love
Led to the pastures to fatten for slaughter

left devoid of any comfort of love relegated to anguish and torment to feel peace....
Yet freely giving love to everyone undeserving a pernance...