So I have become that
silent creature, with no
more words left to say.
With empty gaze and
slow pulse; a heart that
is barely beating.
Hurting inside, while a
pale mask with a smile
covers my blurred eyes.
Slowly, I've turned into
a being with numb
senses, so I won't feel
the thorns that round
my heart holing me.
In every move I bleed
and this sharp ringer
becomes more firm,
stabbing me even
deeper.
I stand still; waiting for
that healing light and
tender hand to take
away the cold and dark
touch of loneliness.
Screaming inside, while
the only thing that you
see is a serenity spread
along my features.
Patiently, I can feel my
own soul drained; fading
away into a dream of a
pure love, that once was
my reality...
~ Aphrodite
Aphrodite, MP, Copyrights © Pure Emotions, 2016