Monday, January 26, 2009

Broken Hope


The rock she sits on falls prey to her weight as
Her body breaks to fragments, Her weightless soul
Becomes victim to the numbness of her shallow
Heart’s desire to remain unloved.

Saturated with the wounds of her past love
The guilt of the gloomy past lingers deeply
In her mind.

The of fear being left alone again won’t let up
As she seeks escapism through numbness from
The wounds he created.

The scars in her mind run too deep to heal with time,
She longs for the moonshine to chase away the darkness
That stopped her heart.

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