Song of You-Part 3

The girl who never cried
shed a thousand tears
for no-one on particulour.
Daddy's 'lil girl met a monster on her path
and beat him till he bled
broken on the floor of old dreams
discarded.

Sometimes a simple word can be an oath,
a curse,
a promise in the dark.

Bet the first time you held me it didn't feel
this heavy.

Nothing ever felt like this
from something that was never before.
See, no soul
would have made it easier,
or maybe more teeth in the kiss,
more distaste at the fantasy.; or
maybe just a word
of encouragment,
of kindness,
of passion,
would have brought us some relief.
But no,
such things
in Heaven's plans
for we are not.