Ever Sith Poem by Pamela Cordero

Isolated, all this time hither, twinge?
Subsist lost in the accomplished deceit,
Upon all of my feelings doth hinge
Remaining in the car, on the back seat

Each things betide for an acumen, why?
Akin the blade falls during Autumn, chosed path
Must a soul be conscious of pang and lie?
A being can find mirth, ecstasy, nathe

Did I break that road of life, found new way?
Came upon something that give such blessedness
That I have been given site this new day.
When I'm riding towards the road, shaped ess

But this time draws near, where I can be blithe
When my rapture had found me ever sith.