Amply Trampled

 


Neglected, rejected and never selected  
Afflicted, inflicted and ever addicted  
To loves many splendors  
To which I'd surrender  
 
Unprotected, subjected to inspection  
From those who are twisted  
No cure of affliction nor rid of addiction  
Only more of the same  
And I know who's to blame  
 
I believe there'll be light  
If I keep up the fight  
For I wish not to flee  
Even if it's just slight  
 
And I search yet to find
that one of like mind  
Believing he's there  
Even if only
of internet faire  
 
I'll continue to seek  
Though outlook it bleak  
A heart full of arrows and white turtle doves  
My mind intertwined with the one that I love