There was a depth
In your eyes
A dimension undiscovered
I guess that's what I wanted
There was an over exposure
To the depth of your heart
And the cruelty of man
Indeed the man
For I've never seen a woman
Do such a thing
But perhaps it's my expirience only
And perhaps it was not
What you intended
Perhaps there are lessons
To learn as to why
You continue to appear
In the depths of my mind
After all these months
I still have no peace
Not from you
However I have made peace
With not having you
Giving up sends me
In to the deepest end of the pool
Ironically there's nothing
Nothing else to do
Than to give up.
So then what?
Should I believe
In fairy tales?

The whispers never tell me
What to think but rather
Ask me questions
Untill I find the right answer.

*In to the Valley of Death rode the six hundred