Poems and Poetry

lack of purpose

The Chasm | A Poem by Cole Severns

Rejection, burned deep into my insides. Obscured by a thin veil.
Fleeting hope’s eternal torture. Connection to warmth and safety,
unceremoniously severed. Phoning-in my purpose. A free man trapped in a self-made prison. Haunted by pervasive thoughts. Loneliness ever present, my loyal companion, my inviting refuge. Discarded without remorse. Desperate for time to save me.