Wednesday, November 18, 2009

A Dream.


Flooded with pain,
Filled with despair.
Depression owns
Her now lost cares.
Forever searching,
For the one.
The one who will be,
Her setting sun.
The one who hears,
Her desperate pleas.
The one who shares,
Her deepest needs.
The one who bleeds,
When hers runs dry.
The one who sees,
Through all her lies.
Who shares the mask,
Of cheerful smiles.
Who sits in darkness,
All the while.
Who holds her hand,
While she hurts most.
Who feels the pain,
In all her boasts.
Who lies with her,
In midnight seas.
Who swears that
He will never leave.

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