Ballad of Meh...

He had loved her
without fail
Caught in a lure,
he was pale
For his true love’s
waited above
to make way
Fight for love
Fight to live
He chose to shove
not forgive
Blow after blow
they attacked
Giving a show,
leaving tact
Onward it went,
strike for strike,
neither to relent,
both warlike
His love’s engaged
was impaled
A small war raged
he had failed
There was nothing
to be said
With a last ring,
he fell- dead


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741