Unshared love is crippling, consuming me.
It tears at my heart, rips off the protective cover
And exposes my being to the elements.
Lacking love is disarming; assailed by loneliness, I struggle.
Confined to solitude, I need to defend myself,
But where are my old weapons? Rusted, awkwardly functioning.
Without love, alone once more, I am no longer content.
I return to that place searching for familiar emotions,
But I am a stranger, no longer welcome.
Now, in the shadowland of loneliness that is my companion,
I see only demons, clawing & tearing at my soul.
So I stand between Heaven & Hell & weep my silent fate.
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