Us Poem by Amelia Hammond

For the clouds to be my only true love
For the hope to be the man's deceiver
The sight of one like us and thee called wolves
Why shall we spoke if it's not desired?

For the nature to cry for my own pain
Never thought it can turn into chaos
I wish all of this was not in vain
Now I can't even bare to think of us

This heart of mine is full of emotions
All you gave me was sadness and sorrow
All of this has became my obsession
The love I created had been clear now

I came close to my cold and fragile death
So please stay away from me and my path