Sorrow infers that we will never connect.
I am deeply bruised, lonely and bereft.
Effort to rectify is welcomed with neglect
This trauma is causing devastating effect.
Core of mine has unrepairable damage.
Painful wound is not healed by bandage
Cuts run deep and sleepless nights savage.
Impossible it seems to mend and manage.
Opposed my roots for a coldheart.
At shore I am kept and never its part.
Never was I held, always faced its thwart.
But my roots made sure they never depart.
