Denied

Rape my being

Strip me with your glare

Decipher my blueprint

Shred me apart

I don’t care

I transform with time

Like nature,

Constant and ceaseless

Like space,

Filled yet indefinite

The depth of soul

Can never be destroyed

Only modified

And scribbled on

By each dying second

I may no longer wait for suns to rise

Or love to come

But of my existence,

My bearable past

 I am sure

I forever remain mystified

In absolute fascination

On how things

Could, Would, Should have been

With hope that in time

 I no longer deny my worth

© Viviana Plasman