Lone wolves at dawn

In early years when love was young,

I used to run after the ones,

Who saw me as a toy to break,

And left the room before I’d wake.

I used to think the ugliness was me,

That somehow I was left to blame,

The one who loved with all his heart,

Yet saw it broken, torn apart.

That child who tried to give his heart,

To see it bleed on dirty sheets,

Or left alone while others dance,

That child who thought he was a freak.

Watched as his heart turn hard as stone,

To hurt as he’d been hurt himself,

To dance and smile and tease, and moan,

Through sordid nights but leave by dawn.

Remember when you take a heart,

And leave it bleeding, then depart,

You may not care, you’ve had your fun,

But there is still a life there to run.

And when that child had grown to man,

He saw that love was just a game,

A play thing for the cruel at heart,

A cushion not to be alone.

It wasn’t like the books he’d read,

Or like the story in his head,

A sacrifice upon a bed,

His only chance to be someone.

Then at last there came a day,

When being him and being true,

Meant more than all the world he knew,

He chose to leave the world of love.

He chose to live without a heart,

To never love, or be the one,

That was the bauble on an arm,

He chose to walk away from love.

Remember when you take a heart,

And leave it bleeding, then depart,

You may not care, you’ve had your fun,

But there is still a life there to run.

And in the walking learned to dance,

Silently, beneath the moon,

The aching for another’s arms,

Became ignored for fear of pain.

The child now man is all alone,

And better for it so he feels,

His heart is ice, he is alone,

But hurt can never claim him now.

We take the pain of what we know,

Reject the world for fear of more,

Destroy the good that comes our way,

In case we lose it in someway.

And walking slowly to our graves,

We couldn’t have it other ways,

Because we are the ones abused,

Too early in our walk through love.

Remember when you take a heart,

And leave it bleeding, then depart,

You may not care, you’ve had your fun,

But there’s still a life left to run.

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One response to “Lone wolves at dawn

  1. And when the time to love arrives
    You heart is shielded by demise
    And you are asked, “Why don’t you smile?”
    Because,
    You’ve cried too much at your forgotten cries.

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