CRIES OF A LONER'S HEARTA Poem by shan337
Nights are a shackle to me now
Constant reminders of love's absence Mornings are a feeding tube Forced through me by devilish fate How hard is it to find love And to lose your very being To your beloved dove I see love blossom all around me See it change people every which way Then why does it keep eluding me Is it supposed to be this agonizing How long am i supposed to wait Wait for a love that For all i know,might never show Have the stars erred in writing the script Or am I not worthy of love Am i to forever keep looking at the night sky Hoping to find that star that leads to you And in the process kill the man within To become the beast I once was © 2015 shan337 |
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Added on January 4, 2015 Last Updated on January 4, 2015 Author
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