Breaking Free

Love's sorrowful sound buried deep,
as wings of love now weigh me down.
Stained with teardrops I nightly weep,
I must shed them before I drown.

In wingless flight I shall remain,
alone to wonder earthly path.
Rejection, feelings of distain,
bittersweet taste of lover's wrath.

The night has come to torture me,
in the depths of torments clutches.
Somehow I know I must break free,
away from you and these crutches.

Wish my pain would somehow cease,
so I could shed this masquarade.
Uncaring ways made pain increase,
sadly I watched, your love fade.

To only me is sorrow known,
finally brought to realization.
So now I sit here all alone.
unloved, in isolation.

Posted on 8/17/2007 9:54:36 AM