Passions Fate

by Onoitsmandie   Aug 4, 2010


The tears caress her cheeks.
She's lying on the floor.
feeling all alone
she cant do it anymore
so tired of the heart-ache
from the ignorance of bliss
this is not what she expected
never asked for any of this
still she's holding onto hope
though her grip is not that strong
she's been slipping for some time
and she doesn't have that long
but there's no one here to save her
from passions horrible fate.
maybe one day he will come
but by then it might be to late.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    WOW! very strong writing i LOVE this you are very talented epic poem :-)