The path I tread was lonely and dark
Thorns to prick and bats to lurk
No ray of joy, as bitterly I wept
No dreams did I take to the bed I slept
Frantic for novelty fighting with fate
Chillness engulfed my blanket of hate
Pangs of pain, what more would a bleeding heart need?
Wishes for a heart of stone, so no sympathy I shall plead
Then… bolted mercy out of the blue
A ray of hope to look up too…
A warmth that caused the stone to melt
L.O.V.E was what my thirsty lips spelt
Hands I found that would caress and care
Joy of mine another heart would share
The one to cause my beats to skip and leap
Lend me a shoulder to drench as I weep
Thought the warmth would burn my life to keep
What a fool I was to jump from the ditch to the deep
The waxing moon was waning soon
When the joy I found was Cinderella’s boon
Miles we had walked vowing never to part
Yet the pangs of separation throng my heart
The jeweled possession of mine I treasured
Has now left me, for a 2nd chance I wasn’t assured
As I gaze into the void life has grown
I see no return, of the one, I possessed, I thought I own
My mistake it was, too late I repent and later I whine
With agony I screech, ‘will that lost love ever be mine?’
Labels: Lost, Love, Pain Agony
