Another tear is shed,
As she lays in her bed.
Thinking of what he hides
Through her head runs the harsh words said
How many more tears to be shed
Tears of pain and anger,
Flow down her cheek,
She sees again his frown
Once more she craves to be dead
How many more tears to be shed
Another tear is shed,
When anger, she lets go,
The pain left unsaid.
Words once set free,
Will always flow.
How many more tears to be shed.
Another tear is shed,
As she is shown.
The pride she should always have known
For the love once thought to be dead
How many more tears to be shed.
Another tear is shed,
As she fights the need
Once more to be meek,
To be mild
As again, he sows the seed,
That changes her into child.
Another tear is shed,
Once more, anger is gloved.
As she seeks the truth,
In how he speaks.
To show her she is loved.
How many more tears to be shed
Author notes
Written June 12th, 2005
What did you think
Comments
-
wow
This is very thought provoking, and deep. I have read it three times and each time I think it means something different. It has many facets and layers, and yet it touches on a very basic level. Your repitition adds to this feeling. I really like this. It is very very good. -
this is great. it reminds me of this guy that i like at school. we both like each other, but we're both too chicken to say anything to each other about it. well anyways...great write. keep writing.
jen
Adding your comment:
1 old applause
