• solitaryhue 10w


    Visit her soul some day
    and take a brief look
    at the dark clouds
    which never rain
    the haunting silence
    braiding pain
    the pierced sky
    which still bleeds
    and the ugly wounds
    which never heal
    the abandoned buildings
    which once molded love
    and the dried lakes
    which once sailed hope

    then paint the ointment
    like every one did
    and make her feel like
    such people exist
    who don't betray
    and then Alas!
    leave her hopeless in the midway