Submissions by becsta (Bec)

How sad it is
we are estranged
I expect you find me
broken and deranged

How sad it is
you are owned by your fear
Searching the world
for what is so near

How sad it is
our time is the past
Nurture your courage
make it grow fast

How sad it is
our ignorance of fate
Souls incomplete
left in this state

How sad it is
I was left with no voice
Two beating hearts
must live with your choice.