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.
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Be safe,
Karen
Well penned heartfelt offering!!
Love Tinka