Untold Truth Poem by Jaded Lover

Quietly, carefully, with best intention in my head
Each night in slumber I beg for the truth to find me in my bed

Yearning for my heart to scream the answer
Accepting slowly that you may never be my dancer

Filtering personal truths in a sunny playful way, but reality is I wish they never knew this insatiable pain

My heart dies a little bit each day with empty desire, and yearns to physically feel love again

Dark sky, moonlight, devouring juice to help forget
Waking to the percolated liquid for energy embrace this rat race

Lit morning sky, a new day of hope, wish I could take back my heart and walk away