012/ blurred existence


as her coldness grasps
this hollow shell
her winds wind through with
despair and disappointment
leaving me bare, exposed and
naked to her wraith.
her mercy shows no pity
on this tortured being
she is relentless
she is unforgiving
I have not wronged her
only fed on her bountifulness.
for this I’m left
destitute and starving.
© 2019

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