Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Day twelve...

No original title for this one - didn't use the prompt either. I wish I could say that all these poems were therapeutic, but they're really not. O_o's my day twelve offering for NaPoWriMo....

I can see it in her eyes
She’s given up
Lost and alone
With no one left to love her
No one left to hold her

I can see it in her heart
She’s lost all faith
Doesn’t believe in anything
Or anyone

I can see it in her soul
She’s lost herself
Life has no meaning
It holds no joy
It’s just meaningless

Wondering what can save her
Wondering if anything can
I sigh,
And turn from the mirror


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