A young gurl sits in the dark
Wondering if her one true love is still there
She sliently sits at her window
Peeriing into an unknown world
Anger and guilt feel her eyes
And she wants so badly to end this retched life
But she remembers that somewhere out there
Someone still loves her
So she continues to sit at her window sill
And hope for the day when her true love will sweep her away
Holding her in his arms
Stareing into her eyes reassuring her
That everything is not dead
That there is still hope and love between them
She wonders "Is it possible? Is it real?"
Yet she remembers never to question things
For questioning can only lead the heart to lies and deceit
So time passes and that young gurl is a woman now
And she still sits at that window stareing into the unknown
While the soul she was once in control of
Slowly faded away into a world of unfound love.
(S.S.J) 2005
