allison712

Hello Love, my cruel friend We've met a few times, now and again Each time you came, I was full, I was warm. A quiet haven in a raging storm. And when you left I died a terrible death. Screamed a terrible scream The pain washed over, the grief set it Just as I thought I was lost to the darkness You came knocking again. Once. Twice.. Thrice... Oh, aren't you so mean? Now, I'm found betwixt, somewhere in between There is one true path in this forest of dreams Forsaken thoughts, forgotten things Where will I go? What will I see? The original tree, or the new seeds?