• saffroneblack 34w


    In a context I prevail;
    Unaware of certainty.
    Lost and found coexist,
    I certainly let lose my sanity.

    I peer deep within-
    To know who all I miss,
    Misery of state-
    I’m lost for those I miss.

    The blood in the veins; weaves and establishes-
    A conformity of many relations.
    Yet I wonder at times,
    Is it love or levy!

    I might break away-
    Restitution for losses.
    I might seek the wild-
    To reincarnate as orderly.
    But these are uncertainty,
    And I’ve lost faith in all.