Being happy was on odd thing,
For the short little girl.
Crying was normal,
And the pain she could barely feel.
So when her love stood in front of her,
And said the words;
'I love you'.
She was frightened for a moment.
Maybe she had to turn and run away.
She knew she loved her back,
But what should she do?
Should she say the words?
'I love you too.'
She was scared to feel love,
Like others around her already feel.
The fear of being hurt,
Or left alone in the dark.
But maybe this was different..
Maybe this was a fresh start.
(Gn)
YOU ARE READING
A Handful Of Darkness
PoetryDreams turn to nightmares, Nightmares turn to dreams. Wishes turn to fears, Or maybe that's what we believe. Tears turn to smiles, And the pain goes away. Maybe one day, You'll be okay.
