Loveless

Without her dreams
She was lost inside
She lost her meaning
Would always hide

She had no song
No spirit, no soul
Her heart had broken
Never to be whole

Engraved on her slender finger tips
Notes of blood that never left her lips
Life is nothing when you cannot dream
Nothing. Lost. Gone.

Soulless. Painful. Swollen.
Heartbeat once. Twice. Thrice.
He saw her. It didn’t matter.
Her dreams had been crushed.

It was over. No meaning.
Death would soon come.
Waiting. Patiently waiting.
Night. Morning. Noon.

Why was she lost?
Echoes. Meaningless. Absurd.
Why was she alive?
Continuing to hold on.

Who could save her?
No one. No one cared.
Did he care?
Did it matter?

Did she care?

Yes, she did, didn’t she?
No, life was nothing, wasn’t it?
Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it?
Echoes. Shrieks. Pain.

Blood. Tears. Sorrow.
Falling, falling, falling.
Why was she falling?
Would anyone catch her?

Maybe. If they cared.
Who would care for her?
Make her feel warm and sure?
If only he knew.

If only. If only.
If only she hadn’t given up on herself.
A loveless life she lived.
Painful. Broken. Tragic.

She gave up on her dreams.
Worthless. Useless. Nothing.
Lived without love.
Loveless. Loveless. Loveless.

The closest thing we have to magic

Poem by Dream

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