No More

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 13, 2018

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The emptiness inside cries out
for attention in my soul.
Desperation for something real,
to feel a love, I’ve never known.

My heart lies in pieces;
shattered, broken and bruised.
My love always rejected,
taken advantage of and used.

Despair threatens to hold me hostage,
and fear consumes me with its lies.
Saying love will never find me;
so why should I hope or even try.

But deep inside my shattered heart,
a spark of hope survives.
That my dreams will one day surface
and true Love will arrive.

No more will loneliness control me.
No more will I sit and wonder why.
I will give myself the Love I crave,
so, no more can my heart deny.

For Love is all that is needed,
to heal my wounds and scars.
I release myself from suffering,
and stop looking for Love afar.


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