Sanctuary for the Abused

Friday, April 23, 2004



FINAL MOMENTS OF LOVE

Nothing more can be said
Or done
So you just quietly walk away

As I watch your silhouette pass out of existence
A whisper of night-wind like a cold death moves over me
Suspended slowly and forever over my shattered soul

In these final moments of Love
All expression is squeezed out of me and
I'm rigid with fury
Your dangling lies and contempt tremble around me

Dark was as dark is
An anatomy of misgivings
My spirit devours the remnants of your deceptions
With a subtle gray suffering scarcely perceivable in shadows

After so much strife
So much anger
So much grief
So much passion drained from my heart

I still don't know how I can just stop loving you

I needed you to adore me
And take away the shallowness of my past
To share my self-imposed delirium and
Touch my desires

You made me feel complete
And soothed my inescapable demand for Love
I despise you for that

from:
Erzee13@yahoo.com


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Monday, April 12, 2004



Do You Really Love Me

Is Love an emotion or is it really a weapon
Is Love communication or is it really misunderstanding
Is Love support or is it really constant criticism
Is Love giving or is it really insatiable demands
Is Love companionship or is it really custody
Is Love a strength or is it really a weakness
Is Love trust or is it really unfair accusations
Is Love pride or is it really resentment
Is Love wanting or is it really guilt
Is Love happiness or is it really regret
Is Love comfort or is it really frustration
Is Love commitment or is it incarceration
Is Love monogamy or is it really monotony
Is Love togetherness or is it really selfishness
Is Love acceptance or is it really rejection
Is Love true or it really deception
Is Love what I feel for you or do you really love me

Maria Black (sanewoman@aol.com)
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Tears

Still sad in the
Heart of my smile
Still cold in the
Warmth of my arms
Still lonely in the
Shadow of my love
Still heartless in the
Wake of my tears

by Maria Black (sanewoman@aol.com)
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