Quick Poetry
- Aura Works
- Oct 19, 2023
- 1 min read
Abandoned and taken emphatically:
Some call it kidnapping,
but it happened at three.
Curious yet?
It’s just part of the delusion.
I’m my willpower
I’m my strength
I’m my weakness
It doesn’t matter
I’m not going anywhere.
Knock knock knock
Who’s up there?
Aliens, angels, ghosts, or
Unresolved abandonment trauma?
Knock knock knock
I’m not going anywhere.
Hallucination, delusion,
Or ghosts and death.
What a rude imposition.
They all crossed the finish line
My soul is fine
no limits to the unfair
I do care.
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