forsaken

For the most of a miserable forthcoming into the world of love and affection,

leaves us dizzy and bewildered for thine of honest a heart's affection always leaves us alone.

But the most honest of it all we are alone.

Our affection is not well received. We are truly alone in this as you do not read,

We stand amongst our own self confessed emotions that we cannot receive any of other loves affection.

As how we love is a traite of our own feelings for ourselves.

The way we cause our own heartbreak is a full remembrance of the last heart break.

As if an autumn flower broke for the first time in the winter

and realised the desperation of its surroundings and gave up the hope of spring again.

The way we glaze over important issuesinour lives for none meaning for the choice of our hearts not to be severedtothe reality.

This is my truth.

Mine heart of a detached soul I no longer recognise. For we bury our hurt as to protect, but always forget where we hid it