In the chill of the darkness
I sit with tears streaming,
and write the soft words
that strip my soul of all dignity.
Sometime past I guess I forgot
to keep myself hidden
from the lies and the pain
of a dream that would never come true.
In a moment of passion
I gave my heart fully
to someone who soon had forgotten
that it was a fragile thing.
I loved him completely,
as much as he loves himself,
and gave myself wholey
to all of his dreams and desires.
In silence I waited
while all of my visions
were crushed into pebbles
of unforgotten dreams I once had.
And now my heart cries out
to no one I know who would care,
from depths of desperation
which bare my soul to its bone.
In hollow grief sweetly
the angel emerges within me
and reminds me with pain and hot tears
that a heart is a fragile thing!
Shekhina Canyon - copr.1995
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