Bereft (a poem) Day 9

A humming bird without a song
A vehicle without a wheel
Wounds caused by wrong
From which you can't heal

Bereft of feelings
A silent burden to bear
All the daily dealings
Actions without any care

How long oh fate?
Can I endure the dread?
This hooked twisted bait
That leaves me alive yet dead.


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