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‘Twas it walls erected
an emotional hoarding
of safe guarding lest
thy be ridiculed by many?
‘Twas I not befitting of thee,
a mere companion in whom
you’d trust, for in unburdening
thyself unto me, DEATH OF BEING
avoided might have been.
Alas, the light of love no
longer aflame, a heart
embroiled in unrelenting pain.
When life no longer pleasing
to thee, life became a cross
to bare; no longer present
emotionally for DEATH OF BEING
the outcome chosen; how sad it be.
=Thoughts….when loved ones give up
the fight to live, boundaries set in place
and refusal of help denied to aide in
easing their burdens=©️PSA 18/11/20.
