Her Loss

She has got the ashes of a dead love,
that she would like to see flying in the air,
yet her acceptance conceals itself in a dream that will never be fulfilled,
that will never come true.
All her world crumbles rapidly as she acknowledges a love that is no more,
and her tears start flowing as pain takes over her,
She has got the memories of a dead love,
memories that bring her to her knees in sorrow,
and she begs to the skies to stop her suffering that goes beyond of any grief...
of any mourn...
Her heart she wished to tear so she does not feel anymore,
for such pain is more than a thousand daggers in her body.
Her shouts of dispair broke her heart and soul ,
and I just wanted to lift her up and take her away from such sorrow,
God why do I have to behold her like this?
for my soul also cries in sadness and I cannot touch her... sense her...
Her shouts break my spirit bacause I am the one she cries for.. I am her loss

RQ
Moscow
7/5/10
11.38pm