Things Abandoned

Framed from ruins – Savannah Sugar Estate
My heart can't house things abandoned
As my heart will loudly sadly crack
And what escapes would be all maddened 
With my screams piercing, tortured on a rack

It will leave my body stranded, tired
Filled of morosities and blue colors
Stuffed with shaking bones all battered 
Where not even a grey sky make it offers

A fear of bitter abandonment,
A nightmare that once became alive
Where traumatism became all significant
And where I was drowning before I could dive

My heart can't house things abandoned 
They flirted with my mind and I got burned 
Everything around me got so saddened 
And sadly coming to me I knew I learned 

I can't be a sky abandoned to itself ā€”
Stuck between dark space and land it can't touch;
Could it be aware of its vast lonely blue lands? 
Or else, might it be asleep that too much 

But I love to see them all these places 
Abandoned, with an atmosphere of peace 
Perhaps because they are places without faces
And that nobody else is given their keys.  


   

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