Lonely Path of Love
Broken & torn my heart has become,
from games of love that twist & bend,
my heart dragged through the path of love,
jagged and windy all through to the end,
a breeze embraced the barren ground ,
this blood stained trail that gatherd dust,
I moved forward but didnt move on ,
no hand to reach out to and no one to trust,
a darkened cloud hovered over me ,
as nothingness grew near without a sound,
my heart began to feel such pain,
as these souls shadowd the dusty ground,
with every step my knees grew weak,
through the narrow way that was so steep,
I continued to believe and hope for the better,
untill i was caught in this trap so deep,
heartbroken ...lonely and in chains,
exhausted from all those mindless games,
I sit alone in a pool of blood & dust all alone ..no one to trust,
all alone no one to listen,
as I struggle from what binds me to the floor,
the pain ..the games ..the hurt and sorrow,
I just cant take it anymore,
I touch the crimson red stained floor with my fingertips,
and with a sigh I close my eyes ,
I no longer feel the warmth of love,
just angry bitter empty lies.
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