Unfit to be loved


It’s past the midnight
The fears have crept in
Again thrusting me to
darkest place I’ve been

Gazing through the depths 
In time and space 
The agitated apprehension 
Commenced an unruly race

Every breath fading away
none left to sustain
The purpose of living 
Seems to be in vain

Enslaved by despair
Betrayed by hope
Clinched firmly within
the loneliness’s grope

Consciously acknowledged
From flesh till the bone
To every tiny alive nerve
None to return love as my own

Unfurling this agony 
In a conceded coved
The heart whispered 
Unfit to be loved 

-Audrey. C

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