She sits alone in her bedroom
Cries her eyes out all alone.
Waits for him to take her hand
Take her to a far away land.
She surrendered to him everything and bone.
While he waits to be her groom.
He sits listening to his sorrow
Feeling just as alone as she does.
He waits for the coming of tomorrow.
He dreams of her and only just
but he's stuck with another.
He simply likes this lover.
This one was a friend of hers at first
but then she intervened.
She took what didn't belong.
Her love isn't as strong
All she wants is to be mean.
She just ruins, burns, and hurts.
The pain is shared between the two.
They don't know what to do.
It seems impossible to change.
Stuck in the bitterness.
Can't leave the loneliness.
Their distorted picture has been framed.
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Poems I Wrote
PoetryThese are just some poems I put together. I really like poetry. I may or may not be good. I will leave that up to you.
