Nisho Olme


She Isn'T... - Poem by Nisho Olme

A broken, shattered, lonely girl,
who knows me all too well.
A gloomy smile of limpid pain,
That even I can't quell.
She lives in constant fearfulness,
of failing, and of loss.
Her parents hide their shattered love,
without seeing the cost.
She doesn't love me quite enough,
to tell me to my face.
But knows that down inside her heart,
there's noone else to chase.
She could've loved a better boy,
or even loved a man,
She could've let them hold her close,
But coudn't, so she ran.
She never dreamed she'd end up here,
or that she'd fall apart.
Nor did she dream that I would hold
the noose around her heart.
She never thought that love from me,
would help her to survive.
But tells me now that without me,
she wouldn't be alive.
And somehow still, I fear for her,
I cry for her sometimes.
I hide my tears and troubled thoughts,
in sullen, childish rhymes.
But still she loves me as I am,
and heals me when I break.
And for that, I will never leave,
this girl who most forsake.
1.4.3.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 3, 2008



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