Epic Poem by lamia harker

the eyes are
a burning soul
every moonlit moment
is devoted to him

i love it.

staring at the mirror,
looking at my face and hating it

knowing

part of me wishes,
hopes
and sees something
worthwhile
even as i cringe.

how do you love someone
who doesn’t love you

how do you let go of a dream
that has held your heart
since before
you knew
It was even there.

desperate attempts at salvation
leave you homeless
heartbroken

had I the choice again
i would follow every love
until it shredded my heart