My Condemnent

Echoes of disbelief, throbbing in the air.
It's not the loneliness that hurts
but the fact that you don't care.
I thought it was indestructible the
bond we once shared.
For this feeling deep inside I'm 
still searching for the word.

I speak my thoughts into the wind,
there blows the truth.
You an I my friend know there's no
need for proof.
Held one time in the most highest regard,
now I only feel it was one big sharade.

With this condemnation, last I know my place.
Think of me no longer. 
Dont you dare come crawling next time
you see my face.

Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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