zaterdag 29 september 2018

He is kissed by poison

wounded by love
beaten by a storm
and defeated by his feelings.

He dies inside,
he begs for mercy,
he is getting insane,
because he can’t take the pain.

His dreams became reality,
but his hope was just fantasy.
His beautiful eyes …
they are filled with tears.

I see him dying …
everyday a little bit more.
It really hurts
seeing him drowning in sadness.

I don’t want to fight,
and I don’t want to cry…
I just want to go on …
and be there for him.

Always and till the end.

Door Ineke Verhagen

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