Loveless

I sit in the shadows waiting.
My patients quickly dissipating.
Watching others finding their love.
And whispering sweet songs of the dove.

But no one have I.
For my heart has never learned to fly.
No one has come for me.
Maybe they just cant see.

I look in the mirror.
I am nothing like the girls held nearer.
I now know why I am still without love.
I am not beautiful enough to receive the songs of a dove.

I lay down and cry.
Suddenly I just wish I could die.
Soon my sorrow turns to rage.
The beast inside me has escaped from its cage.

Suddenly everything has gone black.
Theres nothing I can do to go back.
Surrounded by nothing but the dark.
I feel nothing but my heart scarred by the painful mark.

Later my senses come back to me.
Theres nothing but dead bodied for me to see.
I feel myself start to shake.
This must be a mistake.

I look down at the ground.
My heart starts to pound.
An axe lays upon the ground at my feet.
Its covered by bloody meat.

I know I should feel awful for what Ive done.
But instead I laugh, I think I had fun.
My heart has been removed of the mark.
That will teach them to ignore the children of the dark.

Remember...
....Even the shadow children need love.