As if gravity is crushing me,
Darkness is consuming he,
Pain is inflicting she,
And as the days, have no glee,
Death to come, the mighty tree.
Happiness will no longer be,
Within the world of he and she,
Words spoken of hatred fee,
Angry as the turning sea.
As mighty as the pain she feels,
She will love, until pain heals,
And apologize until he reals,
Back in the anger he so heavily feels,
But in his anger, makes no sense,
He has the key to her emotional fence,
He has the tools to move her soul,
So in true love, pain's a toll.
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A heart's struggle
PoesíaThere is no true love without pain to create a road to travel, to make those who are in love stronger. More in love after all.