~Beauty in Destruction~

Questions always asked,

answers never earned.

Dreams never ending,

hearts continually burned.

 

Growing up equals heartbreak,

hands of a lover viciously turned cold.

Suicidal tendencies,

but have you a hand so bold?

 

We're much too young,

to be so devastated.

We're much too young,

to have a life we've hated.

 

Beauty in destruction,

come, take my hand and see.

This life's not been wasted,

darkness formed into beautiful memories.

 

Written by Emilie Renee

 

 

Reviews

[zainul]

Wonderful work.
I love your great message that you have expressed here:
"Beauty in destruction,
come, take my hand and see.
This life's not been wasted,
darkness formed into beautiful memories."

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

Thank you so much!

[zainul]

You are most welcome,dear poet.