By Zondra Lynn
It’s the feeling of rejection
Which causes you to build a wall of protection
When love becomes subjective
And lust is your objective
You navigate through life
Your heart full of strife
You fall into an addiction
Drugs, alcohol, sex yet there is no conviction
You find yourself alone
Your heart has turned to stone
Desperately seeking
Yet continually rejecting
Your story is another tragedy
You are another casualty
A sufferer in this great society
Therefore you refuse to maintain sobriety










