I am lost, all alone but I don't mind, I have gotten used to the solitude.
Nothing matters because I am dead inside, no anger, no love, no pain just emptiness.
I never sat at thesame table with happiness, my being loathes the sound of peace
But when I saw her, when she smiled, I no longer knew myself, I never did anyways
Wherever she went, I went and whenever she cried, I cried
Our hearts were intertwined and we were one
I didn't belong to me, my soul was all hers
She said she belonged to the darkness yet to me she was the purest
She was the beauty and I was the beast,
She was the dove and I was the crow
She loved me and I couldn't ask for more
She loved me and that was enough
I was once an enemy to sleep when each time I closed my eyes, it left me at the mercy of my nightmares
But when I slept in her arms, she was all I could dream of; floating in the clouds with unicorns and surrounded by lilies.
Then I woke up and she was gone, every bit of her was swept away by the cruel hands of death
She returned to the darkness and I became a living corpse
Roaming around, looking for a way to be with her
I could no more then I gave myself for her, my soul for her soul
So she could live, she deserved it, every bit of life
She is in me and I am in her.
- Author: Debbie ( Offline)
- Published: September 18th, 2024 10:48
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired from the movie, The crow.
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
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