The Dark

....................The Dark .........................
Love Is Not Always What It Appears To Be


The crow claws holes at virgin eyes
marking their spot of deceitful lies
young girl in love, to blinded to see
love is not aways what it appears to be

plucking rose petals, drowning in tears
"he loves me not" is what she fears
teenage crush, yet a heart feels pain
abandoned with ease, her virginity slain

darkness comes, hiding from the past
adolescent life, falling apart so fast
digging a grave, slipping into the hole
tears overcome her body and soul

deception scars so deep, pain is real
heart clouded over, unable to heal
salt water tears of drowning emotion
one fatal taste, of his mendacious devotion

depression a place the sun does not shine
left in the darkness, where sadness will dine
love is not always what it appears to be
first loves don't always come, with a guarantee
.........................for life............................