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I loved her, yet she loved me not For independence was not something she sought Stifled for years, but it let her escape The unjust crime of stepfatherly rape She, a lost soul, on a search for hope Thoughts of her daughter helped her cope As did the friendships she acquired at times Though some of those friends were involved in crimes She was unfortunate in her storied past Her list of misfortunes was indeed vast She sometimes felt like the scum of the earth So she put me down to increase her self-worth I was in love, so it was alright At least until that one fateful night Her boyfriend was there, and they fondled and kissed I did not take that well, it made me quite pissed The future was bleak, as my love did abate For when I would see her, I would burn with hate The day finally came when I saw her no more The relief that I felt filled me to my core Now much time has passed, there is no more pain I’ve found my desire to love once again Yet sometimes it’s painful to call up her name As a field of heather burns slowly in flame |
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