The torment never ends – Don’t pity me.

by Jul 31, 2003Poetry

If could see what I was once then
But the eye is watching us again,
Calling to my heart and to my soul,
Don’t pity me; I lost controll.

I lead another life, once more,
I have no home, no house, no door,
But caves are secret, caves are kind,
They bring me fisshes, food for mind.

The sun, its nasty, brings back pain,
So free in youth, the sun I blame,
The moon, the stars, and hope and love,
Are watching us; devious eyes above.

Precious keeps us,
Is our goal, forever calling, dreams it stole,
So now we follow, wretched snake,
If that one day I could forsake.

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