The Window..
as I had the day before...
You stood in the entryway..
smiling, as you were held.
and wishing.. deep inside..
that it was me.
I watch on.. in envy..
as you, and not I..
are accepted..
Perhaps things like looks..
names.. and jobs..
Do matter.. at least..
to some.
The hurt.. it rages on..
Along the hollow filled veins..
That once resided in a healthy love filled heart.
The pain grows more now..
Instead of reeceding..
Soon it will over come..
And leave in its place..
A hollow corpsen shell.. of a being..
Obsidion orbs stare out..
Vacant in deisng..
emotions so far buried within..
they might never see the sunrise..
the stars.. or feel cool air.. again
The inordinate pain..
So ravenous for fuel..
consuming all.. leaving naught..
naught save for the empty withered remains..
Of a once loving heart..
A no-longer caring soul..
And the dismal misery of abbadon..
Left within the eyes..
Of the woman who stands..
As always..
Watching in secret...
From the shadows, as her hands gently..
Press to the window pane..
Wishing once more..
That She.. was you..
Just once....
To belong.. and be accepted..
For who she is, as she is..
But deep within.. past the topside..
And the emotions that are buried..
She knows it will never ever be.
-J. Elf AKA Gina Nigro 2002-
~*~Dedicated to Miss Juli Dark.. of DSI.. Who truly.. seems to understand.~*~