What Hope

The wind swirls in a violent rage

battering and pounding un-mercifully

Curled up in this ball of misery

I know you never listened

you never heard

I was but one more small voice

In the turmoil and ramblings of life!

What words are there which could wipe this pain?

What dream, what hope?

What is there to this life?

What is there left?

You have no idea the power

the control you have over me

nor the shame I face knowing

my love is the weakness

you turned on me.