Category: Poetry


February 22, 2019 No Comments

A thousand years it seems to me, This senseless, constant agony. Crashing waves of angry sea Beat down upon my soul. Who am I, not tame, but wild? I’m honor-bound, yet still defiled, Lost in time, forsook, reviled, Alone and quite unwhole. I’ve anchor cast, my ship to still, Yet crashing waves do test my […]

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