Alone Again...

Estranged everywhere inside thee,
Thy heart trembles because it cannot perceive reality.
It believes that life should be delightful,
Yet so much in life has brought anathema.

Anathema, a detesting of everything-including oneself!
Yet thy heart cant believe the antipathy of these Feelings.
It distinguishes this only as Mendacious behavior,
Try to convince her and she ll only shriek, but never waver.

Yet she believes in only one Solitary element,
Her forsaken, Abandoned, untouched sanctuary,
She dwells there in absent meditation,
Only because there is nothing to provoke her out of tribulation.

Thy dear heart, always being relinquished,
Anguish has been forming, because of such abandonment.
The forlorn given from others torments thys marrow,
Pity befalls on thee, for what she must endure, I must endure.

Forgotten in her hide-away, so no eyes may stare,
Torture consumes her, because they where not aware.
She pleas not to be forsaken,
But this is reality, which is why she was mistaken.

Yet she still will not falter,
Her belief that life is enchanting has yet to be altered.
And still there is that abyss inside her core,
The misplaced feeling of happiness, which she cannot endure.

Megan

I just decided to write something, but I didnt know what, its been a few months since I have wrote anything so I thought I better give it a try before I forget how... obviously I've lost a bit of my touch!

On another note... I hate P&Q's Spellcheck crap cause it wont let me use any ' ' or " "... Jerks! lol.