She has turned her face away,
she has made a choice.
I have not a word to say,
I'm speechless without voice.
Souls are torn apart my miles,
now by more so many.
Bathing all my face in tears,
a price paid not for sinning.
Weakness and so sickly bound,
darkness for my dreams.
She has turned her face away,
so she cant hear my screams...
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-has-turned/
