Misunderstood Poem by Mary Lyle

My heart is but a mere plague; rapidly spreading emotion throughout my body until numbness succumbs my senses.
Breathing becomes a gasp for reality lost in a river of tears; Mobility is pure agony.
My torso is ravaged with sickness at the thought of your cerulean eyes becoming null to my vision forevermore.
The very soul of me lies flattened and tormented as the hourglass selflishly empties, leaving a passion that will remain long thereafter.
Misinterpreted, neglected....adandoned; Her insecurities bigger than me, A loss larger than she.