For too long,

Far too long have I wandered,

A broken man,

Wishing to be healed.

I sought her out,

The one most important,

She who birthed me,

Fed me when I hungered.

But Oh!

Just as the horse rears,

How she said I was wrong.

I hungered once more.

My soul was defeated.

I sought shelter from the tempest.

I sought him out.

He whom I trusted and cared.

But Oh!

He started a strong sail,

Though the storm grew heavy,

And the ship sailed away.

Now I have you.

You are all I have, dear reader.

I have told many what I hide,

Now you are all that's left.

Graham Andrassy