Author: Lisa Anne
Hurt for the "last time," so many times before...
Until I think, I just can't take it anymore
Then one day, she came into my life...
A rare and thoughtful woman without any strife
She tries her best to shield me from the beast within...
My own worst enemy, I think I've always been
Sometimes when she talks to me, I get so sensitive...
For so long, it's the only way I've known how to live
And still, she is so very good to me...
Promising, "This is the way it will Always be!"
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Carol (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, December 9 2006, 05:46 am|
I see in this writing a longing to trust again, to be connected, to believe.
It is conveyed very well
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