The Untold Story

Sometimes she lays awake

at night unconscious of the day gone by,

 

Sometimes she weeps in

sorrows,

 

Sometimes she wonders if

there’ll be new joy in the tomorrow,

 

in a darkened room she sorts through thoughts within her busy head

 

What will she do, what

had she done, what could she have said?

 

She wonders after all she

did how this could be her last request

 

After all for all that

time she felt that she had been truly blessed

 

Blessed with a curse of a

loving heart broken into two

 

But it was not a waste

for her-within that time she grew

 

Grew to realize peoples

ways and how they could deceive her

 

She helps them, keeps

them on their feet and suddenly they leave her

 

Leave her alone in this

shadowed room with No explanation 

 

But given the chance She

would go back to hell with no hesitation

 

She combed through every

laugh, every tear, and lie

 

she would finally rest

her head and cry

 

but when at last she fell

asleep in her dreams she’d fly.