Bee wrapped in the despair of others intentions Severed Spirit


Reaching out, open soul, offering self
Crying out, blood tears, last resort
Cannot feel, numb soul, lost hope
Shrouded now, bound heart, severed spirit

Is it only a moment or an eternity
Here inside I wait to be freed
Awaiting vote from life's committee
Announcing of me they have need

Would positive word come in time
Before the bonds choke the soul
Will I touch a cloud, feel the sunshine
Can a severed spirit become whole


by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit








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