Castaway Poem by Iris Mista
Castaway
I lost the last of my wafer-thin trust
tasted the good of one friendship
to disappear in a single gust
Now lonelier than ever before
there is no way for me to end
castaway on the once shared shore
I am tied to this world of brine
by those needing me
and whose responsibilities are mine
Cruel God from above did tell
my suffering was not enough
and made sure to double my hell
August 20th 2015
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4/24/2024 9:51:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes, we are in the throes of a series of setbacks in out relationships that are not our making. We have to be firm to get the better of our adversities. This is not the end. Thanks for the poem, Iris.