Pain and despair
etched deeply in his eyes
the face of one reminding him of another
he can't see
the hurt he is causing
yet only to himself
he thinks that
by eliminating
the one near
he will save himself
from the memories
of the one he needs
but as was proven
she can be channeled
even by those who
never have laid eyes on her.
The hurt he feels
is transfering to his body
and his soul is suffering
he can't see for the tears in his soul.
The hope he used to hold
is gone in a wind
blowing cold and strong.
When will he hope again
when will he take
that happiness that is his.
There is something that he deserves
if only he will take it.
But I fear when
the perfect time is here
he will shove it away.
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThe rambling of a college student who has to much time on her hands