My Plea

Life, so cruel to dangle sporadic carrots!
False hope, a constant herring
Why, WHY must the torture continue?
Empty existence: no purpose nor love 
Bereft of joy, contentment, delight
Unrequited passion turned to agony
Caged in a lifestyle of no meaning
Outwardly comfortable and secure
Inwardly pained and shuddering
The tears cascade everflowing in secret
The soul’s ache persists….
Someone, something save me – I beg you!

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