Forsaken

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Life and Living

Last week, someone betrayed me,

betrayed a long-standing trust,

negating all we ever believed in.

The pain is intense.

I picture myself as a wounded animal

crying in the desert, nowhere to go,

nothing to quench my thirst,

and no peace in sight.

I cry out to nobody, asking why I

have been forsaken. Nobody answers.

Why me, Lord?

There are no answers, only the

burning rays of a hot, unfamiliar sun.

This is not my life...

not my life.

This is someone else in a dream,

someone trying to frighten me.

Will I ever be able to crawl from these

arid emotions...this pain...this burning?

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