One is One, it can never be two,
Through trials and agony you wonder why the chosen is never you.
I see your pain, it's crystallized dewdrops, striking the brain.
Often too often we remain obtuse
The unworthy are blessed with resources they never use,
While us the forsaken with outstretched hands ready for abuse.
One plus one can never be two,
As Two minus One leaves nothing not even you, watch carefully,
Read intently,
LOVE freely,
Then maybe you can rescue me.
Aiming for Glory, Chains that bind me.
Arms that shield me,
These Tears should drain me,
The light that finds me.
YOU ARE READING
Book Of Reux
PoetryA collection of poems, these are the words and thoughts trapped in my head, the darkness, pain, light and dread. Humans are after all open books
