out of my door

here's another poem i made years ago which i found hidden in one corner of my cabinet. it's unfortunate that i could not remember the exact date i wrote it. o well . . .

love has walked out of my door again
my heart is bleeding
he walked away
i chose to stay

love has walked out of my door again
my body is bruised
my hands, outstretched, cry
pain stares at me with no mercy
destroying my soul, yet again

love has walked out of my door again
cold smiles envelop my lips
something in me, deeper in me
aches for touches i never felt
i'm longing, i'm in despair