Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2013
its storming outside
without a soul to trace
i wonder back to the only room which brings me comfort
slowly dragging my feet wanting nothing more but to fall
startled at how fast the water came out
creeping into the tub wanting
just wanting that tender touch
wanting the love i never could have
so i wonder of to the one place
drown myself in sorrow and loneliness
the love i once longed for is slowly killing me
slipping away into my secret place
a place of desire and longing that can never be reached
forgotten and replaced nevermore
dotted by the fearing of a voice
jumping awake balancing out my walk and talk
seeing was nothing racing back
without a soul to trace i ponder back

back to my peaceful secret place where i can dream and wish but never have
startled again stopping dead in my tracks
almost falling not knowing
has someone come to rescue me
has someone found my lonely peaceful place
have they finally found the girl who hides from the world
drowning herself in sorrow and loneliness
no i was just a desperate maiden
driven insane with your own madness
holding on to that last thread of hope
the hope she once shed blood for
wanting someone to find her but not wanting to use up her last hope
she ran back to where she could wish and dream but never could have
this was just a love she longed for
one she disparately craved
a love that will never be hers
Margaretta Sackor
Written by
Margaretta Sackor  20/F/Virginia, USA
(20/F/Virginia, USA)   
658
   Bluelips and Ugo
Please log in to view and add comments on poems