Dethroned and abandoned
The loss of heart’s will to warm
To be the only one left to mourn
Without the body
Then left to carry on
As a huge and wounded heart in hands
carefully, carefully
while they display
laugh and play
To then pretend away your existence
Present day
*you aren’t the only one to feel so deeply, Wanderer.*
This original poem (poetry) is written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her in July 2021 (C)
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