Touched by the iniquitous
Total adulteration within the chasm of a heart
Such a place steadfastly kept for the sanctity of Eros
Utterly hidden for eons without feeling.
What does one do after such an occurrence?
Walking the earth with a wicked sense of death surrounding a single existence...
Afraid to face what has happened to you
Trepidation ensues when things get too real
The true self will be exposed
Morality is now just a fog within your mind
The Justification of an empty soul
A coward’s life
Looking inward will only burn your eyes
Keep walking and do not stop
For the hesitation you make
awaits the steadfast longing for the tangible
So veil yourself
from the pity that pounds in the heart of what you are missing.
Rae Ronquillo©
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