Rooted Feelings

I will never see the sea
Nor chat with a friend over a cup of tea.

If you were wondering, life took advantage of me
From ecstatic to despondent
It took a change of 180 degrees
However, my soul is still constant, though closest ones abandoned.

Rooted are feelings that were left forever unwatered
Desperate to have them slaughtered
Earthly matters pressure
Cautious, didn’t take all the measures Bracing myself for what may come next
Expecting the worst before the best
Perplexed, though elegantly dressed;
Free the beauty in me and recharge my exploited battery.