Grace Llöyd


Peace At Last (Improved) - Poem by Grace Llöyd

A broken girl sat in a corner
At a late hour
Silent tears run down her face
As she stares at the moon
Longing for love and forgiveness
But all she ever gets is isolation
Trusting no one but the darkness
That conceals her from the sawn
But even that comes to an end
And she is left vulnerable once more
A silver flash, a crimson flow
Pain and lies come rushing back
As her breathing becomes heavier
The moon flickers in her eyes
The last object she is destined to see
Her last feeling is the comforting black
Of the darkness that surrounds her
One last pain, never again to be betrayed
By the darkness leaving and the dawn arriving
As she slumps to the floor no one was there
She died as lonely death, as she did her life
The morning after the body was laying
In peace never to see the light
When she was found no one cried
Nor was anything said
The day after, a simple service
Everyone dressed in black
Wearing emotionless faces as if they were masks
The church was silent
No tears induced
The body buried and on the gravestone it read
Peace at last


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 1, 2009



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