Thursday 2 July 2015

the lass of the past

There lived a lass once filled with joy
that showed with every leap and bound
'Ere she lived with comforts of wealth
that turned a green eye from everyone around
But oh, joy never does last
as her light started dimming with sorrow
mistakes being made without second thoughts,
she barely thought she'd live to see 'morrow
Alas it was as if fate was playing
a game, of how much she could go through
No words could explain the profound madness
which she kept hidden between me and you
For a man had come along with shining armour
He brightened her world with a smile
you could find them frolicking around every corner
ah but it sadly lasted for a while
for God became angry at these 2 kids
who had nothing but content peace
everyone thought we had found our happy ending
till a storm came and wiped out every loving bliss
he was gone, taken away by the winds
so fast, so swiftly, all in one breath
the lass was confused for she had never felt so alone
that in the end, nothing seemed sweeter than death
she maimed herself in every way
blamed herself for the pain
for nothing could heal her rightly again
as she started drowning in torrents of rain
the wounds on her wrist then started to heal
the scars now reflect her anger of a lovers loss
she lost her quiet and sincere attitude
to a prideful bitch she never was
never a nigh' went by you wouldnt hear
how someone would be charmed by a smile from this lass
they would think they shouldve forseen a warning
the moment she stepped into the new class
with her family name and wealth stamped in her mind
prideful, haughty and high
but in reality she couldnt change who she really was
until she met a lad who looked at her straight in her eyes
he was handsome, well clad in fine clothes
belonging to one of the richest families present in the country
a well known player, heartbreaker, yet a sinful lover
one could never imagine to live with him happily.
she doubted herself yet again
she stayed back as far as she could go
but his actions showed nothing but kindness
which in the end became her fatal blow
for you wouldve found them together always
in class, in the grounds, in the car
the pure bliss could be seen in their eyes
as one would watch from afar
but sometimes expectations lead astray
the lass was too broken to give for more
the handsome lad then picked himself up
without looking back forevermore
she felt angry, betrayed, lustless
for she thought she had been played
she closed her heart against all men
no matter how many promised they would stay
this lass now is the ice queen
playing and breaking hearts like no tomorrow
but in reality shes just so afraid
to drown again in another heartbreak sorrow


-3am

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