Too Soon (a poem)
In her prime,
So much forward left to travel.
Eyes always on the prize,
Emotions always unraveled.
Caught in a mix up
of desire and stress.
Waiting on love,
Won't settle for less.
Tearing at the seams.
Heart bleeding for something real.
Dwelling on the past,
Remembering how to feel.
Can't forget what's been found,
Hurting over what's gone.
Missing out on some potential,
Wishing for far too long.
Desperately hoping,
Love is more than a fairytale.
Giving up more as time flows on,
Believing that ship won't ever sail.
Shivering in the night.
Feeling the absence by her side.
The fight gone from her soul.
Pain she can no longer hide.
"Alone" the echoes mock.
The moon taunting her with stars.
Wish once more each night,
As hurt seeps through the scars.
Her meant-to-be is gone.
No soul-mate for her left.
Left emptily behind, forever,
All due to early death.
