Should There Be? Again a creature of evernight I am. With no love. And no words to release and unburden my heavy heart. Darkness is my province. Hiding during the daylight and fighting sleep at night. And at all times the gnawing emptiness of love lost in the black pits of my heart. Why am I? This is a cursed #life. She has gone and forsaken me. For I am lower than her. My flaws are not to be mended. I will haunt her no longer. Will there ever be love again, fleeting as it was? And should there be, flawed as I am?
Tell Me You want me to close my eyes and say goodbye, to turn away and leave But you well know I cannot go. I have such love to give. You must tell me you don't love me and send me from your side. And away I'll go. I won't look back at a world that won't abide. A bitter wound my heart will take. It may not ever heal. And bitter days and nights will bear the turning of the wheel. © 2014, David Anthony. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED