Lost ....

You used to live within my heart
There upon the thrown you sat , my princess, my queen , my wife
Now that space is empty it lies desolate and forsaken
The echoes of happy memories past, gone what was once my life.
From the depths of despair I must climb, in the cold of my loss seek warmth
for the grasp of loves sweet tenderness no longer fills my soul.
Dark thoughts rise within my mind their promises such temptation
do it, cut cut cut , do it , take them all , do it, the pain will be gone.
Now I must decide am I strong or am I weak
For I am strong and I begin my journey a new, the longest path I choose to take.
Once again my heart will be warm but fair warning to my maiden
the thrown is closely guarded
under heavy lock and key.

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