Unrescued and Well Hidden

Hurt red eyes hid behind
ripped squeezed papers
between his loose limbs

cried for years
while pain went to town,
riding wildly on top of him

missing his musk
from lack of, hard times
revealing his inner man

while he went on
searching for his escape,
panting for his promise land

numb to his hurt
and deaf to life’s pounding rain,
he finished himself mentally drained

unrescued from his born
in bed , foot over rail
from his growing pain

nothing left for him
because he came with
nothing ever being given

squeezed and dripped 
his silent cries left him
limp and well hidden

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