Okay, I really don't write poetry so don't kill me, if you don't like this! But this just wouldn't leave me mind and it was completely distracting me from making a new chapter to beautiful disaster. P.S If anyone liked my story enough to be waiting for a new chapter... Blame Petunia. It was her fault, I swear!
Forgotten, like ancient times and deep hymns
Forgotten like dust under the bed, a distant thought in a forgetful head
Forgotten, a porcelain doll upon the shelf
Forgotten, neglected child crying in silence for help
And I see you... though you act as though you can't see me
Lingering, like a nightmares scream
Broken glass and shattered dreams.
Forgotten child, neglected teen
Loveless, heart hardened stone
cold, like the inside of sorrow's home
And I linger, looking for a love that I will never find
Broken, the home I've known was never mine
Forgotten child, lost in the dark
Searching for answers, a place to lay a lonely heart
Red hair, and dancing emerald eyes
happiness shone like the brightest of lights
Pale blonde hair and hollow blue eyes
loneliness lies inside,
inescapable as a heavy tide
Slender and fair like a distant star.
Lights the night and gives hope to hearts
Tall and gangly, a bitter smile,
hidden tears that burn like fire
A broken girl, with broken dreams
Stands upon the hills to see
All she loves is dead and gone
Her fate's here, to linger on
Shards of glass, cut her hands
The cold freezes a heart turned black
In the distance a grave reads
Lily, may she rest in peace
But a wilted flower lives in agony
the constant pain, her only company
Her gaze lifted to the stars
she realizes
life wasn't made for bitter hearts