No room remains here anymore
No needs or passions left
A finger pointing towards the door
No single tear is wept
Tear ravaged the heart now stands
Broken by yours’ grown cold
Love contracted cannot expand
Nor passions flourish bold
Darkness triumphant now descends
Light of hope grows dim
I take my leave, not to offend
My shattered life to mend
I believe we have all been here before and as long as we know there is life after a shattered love and that happiness is just around the corner then we can move on. Thank you for sharing.
Jack London’s cousin writes a heartwarming, young adult story about the glory of life. It is also a heart-pounding adventure to a new and strange world.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Be safe,
Karen
Well penned heartfelt offering!!
Love Tinka