Placed in a womb that is un-nurturing.
Innocent soul trapped in its doom.
Straight into the arms of emptiness.
For Love there is no room.
Hints of compassion,
quickly fading away.
Longing for words,
necessary to say.
Stripped down to nothing
No spirit to bare
It was stolen away ,
along with an ability to care.
Nothing to miss.
No reminiscing to be had.
All hope is lost.
I will forever be this sad.
A bond never growing,
Yet a broken heart remains
Longing for the key,
That will take away these chains.
Jme ’15
jmeslifefolio 