Lost Love

Tears pour down her face

as she watches the rainfall outside

the cold, desolate night

a reflection of her pain.

How a bright sunny day,

warm and enchanting,

can change in the span

of a heartbeat,

she doesn't know...

She's empty,

and alone

mesmerized by the turmoil

of the storm,

of her emotions.

She takes a deep breath

enforcing the stone wall inside

and

is led away by hollow dreams

until the waking of reality

begins another haunted day.

Reviews

[Kristina Moulaison]

I really, really like this one. I'm sure it is written from a dark place, but it's good imagery!

"She takes a deep breath
enforcing the stone wall inside
and
is led away by hollow dreams
until the waking of reality
begins another haunted day."

Well written!