Left to the Winds

more hard times are coming near

fog of despair makes hope unclear

the air is thick and hard to breath

this anxiety is killing me

fear of the unknown path

uncertain is the power of its wrath

do i have the will to survive

will i conquer this tearful vibe

i don't wish to take the chance

i hunger for the fill of romance...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

a feeling of abandonment in a relationship - so that would place this right around mid/late July of this year

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