There was a time that I was unfilled searched and dropped in an ocean* in the deep water the last hope lost bombs exploded and shells bursted the whole of me was decanted a remnant that seems muted but one that's alive and lasting
There was a time that I was waiting to be seen, loved, deserved and adored like the lentil sat in the water to sprout and the state withered, lowly swallowed the brokenness of it ached, stakes gone the bets were a loss drained on the grounds as the escalator crept it's way up
There is moment in the present day where the awoken me is a desire a goal to believe within my depths touching the instincts and procures not hurt and not wanting to believe neither relying on the adoration to sate *as the state of lone licked all the tears