ONCE

Once... Once I loved somebody special Somebody who stole my heart He was cold, and cruel with it When he tore my love apart... I could hear his wicked whispers Lies and stories that weren't true Trying not to hear, but failing, Knowing now my love was through. How can I forget his smile? Calm and mocking on his face Beautiful as any angel Sweetly making my heart race But it's just as my mum told me Beauty is only skin deep And that beneath the lovely surface Lies a spineless, fork-tongued creep. As the time is ticking slowly I'm still standing, all alone Will I dream of him forever? Starving into skin and bone... Then, one day, somebody passes Beaming sunnily at me Perhaps it seems my heart can heal Maybe now my soul is free. Copyright GothPrincess 21st June 2008 love girl heart boy pale gothic poem