Wednesday 11 July 2012


Bleakness


Love is not triumphant
It does not win at all
It causes pain and weekness
As a rain of tears fall
Sends you to a dark place
Where evil things are said
Twists your mind to unknow places
Where every thought seems dead
Unable to find a journey
Of where to start again
A bleak path of troubles
Laid out in all your pain
Love is not our saviour
It blinds all we see
It takes away our dignity
And won't let us be