Pain Of Love Poem by Courtney Henderson

Hello? Hello?
Am I alone?
Yesterday I was surround by love ones.
And today I stand her lonesome.

Family meant everything to me.
Now it means nothing more than a he or a she.
Blood betrayed.
Friends stayed.

Love became a want for me.
But can I find it?
Does it really exist?
Not by the looks of it.

The word is throw around,
As if it means nothing.
When in reality,
It means so much more.

My father broke his heart cause of it.
My mother lost all relationships due to it.
So what does love really mean?
I loved the ones who stood so close.

Now, they’re nothing more than ghost.