Tragedy of Love
Staring from the inside
At the world that I've shut out.
Locking all the doors
To banish all the doubt.
Blocking all the feeling
And emotion from the brain;
If Pandora's Box is opened
All there is is pain.
Not looking to the future
And resisting what comes next;
Not wanting to confront
That love is such a mess.
Looking from the inside
At the turmoil that's within;
I'm the only one at fault
For what we could've been.
The great tragedy of love
Is that the pain is yet to come;
And only in looking back
Do we see what we've become.
Copyright © Charlotte Aitken | Year Posted 2009
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