Sunday, 10 November 2019

Dilemma's of love


You mean the world to me, he said

She just smiled to herself
With tears choking her heart
She wished to believe
But she couldn't
For she wanted safeguard herself

She trusted no longer
Disillusioned with experiences
Love: what a fictitious word
Lust: everyone wanted
A piece of her flesh

In her abyss
She was still breathing
Still struggling
But why
And for whom

When she couldn't know
Which one is her's
How can she be
Someone else's
So she went back
To her abyss of skeletons

While he holds on to her
With hope.

©LR


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