Showing posts with label Portryphail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portryphail. Show all posts

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Yes, touching. Right.


Oh, her eyes reflected her love for you
It’s true
But you never cared, did you?
You made her blue
More than anyone else could do
Oh, dear, I wonder
Have you ever thought
The life for which she fought
was to the ground shot
Have you ever puzzled
How her life was once her love
And how she has all but shoved
All the given vows;
Her dreams now weep
Her soul, out of her, just seeps
You,
You were her world
Her essence, her being
But now it seems she’s lost
Her reason for moving
Waiting is all she does
Devoid of hope, of meaning
Does not want to go on living
She loved you, it’s true
But now it’s too late for you to say
That you do.