She Believes In Hell

She believes she loves alot. but Believing in love she says is an empty thought. She claws and gasps for for this one true love. But even when brought to her she turns and shrugs . Will she ever take what is rightfully is hers. The chance to be loved ,held, carressed and adored Time will tell like it shows all true things. But will that man be there to hold ,heal,and mend those strings. Twisted and tangled, life loves to weave .But for some the twisted path, it seems to be She believes she can love so much But how can you love when you take so much . All thats mine has always been yours . So why do sneak behind closed doors. I only wish that she could see Some things in life are truly free No recipient for are exchange Not like the past , but true again. She says she loves with all her heart But if so ,why does she doubt . Her ability to make such common choices that most in life do without any hesitation. I'm never the one to make the choice . But how long should I stand before its moist . Stagnant,rotten and moldy. "Hell has spoken there is no glory for the hollow"