Friday 23 March 2018

The kind of love so was lost.

The kind of love so was lost,
The way she searched it everywhere.
It screamed in flames
Deepened scars and blue black hearts.

Tears blinded her sight
And voice so sore.
She felt it yet she pushed it
all away.
Ignorant and distant is all
she is now.

Daddy never loved her,
Neither did the man she so
much adored. Acquaintances, friends and foes were all leaving void around her.

Souls bled but she wanted
a cure now. Dreaming and she suddenly stopped,
Wide eyed staring out of the rusty window pane.
Everything seemed so blurred.

Icy cold, her feelings so dead.
She got up to leave
And found nothing and no-one
really wanted to hold her back.

Hope and Reasons and
Mad quest for a real treat,
Gushing over the romantic
Breeze that she can feel for.

Jealous and anxious to be
Wanted and to be felt.
Come over and tell her she
deserves Otherwise, oh now.
Oh see? It's all in her eyes.



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