Poetess

I am a poetess nothing more nothing less and often a quiet mess
 The words I write come deep from my heart secrets I meant to keep
 from the world most have no rhyme nor reason just my random thoughts
 So with pen like precious gold in hand to paper
 I can write of it....
 The dark moonless night when you left my side forever
 When just yesterday swore you would keep me warm and safe and never alone
 The pain I thought would tear me apart, alone and deserted
 A little easier to bear it makes
 I can write of it...
 Of days laid day dreaming in one another's arms
 The beautiful times we shared, perfectly paired were we
 Our first kiss, soft warm embrace, in your arms I found my saving grace, warmth and solace
 With a hand so gently placed upon my face
 I gaze into your eyes of blue beneath cold of night
 Etching face to memory never to be forgotten
 Lips meet the taste of sweet love, blissful and serene
 Warm breath on skin, eyes closed, I feel as though I've fallen and risen you brought me to new heights, your love delights and enthralls me
 I can write of it...
 Who knew the next day would feel like hell on earth, I look at myself torn in two
 Soul crushed falling to my knees to weep remembering you said my heart you would keep safe
 Now I know it was just a heap of lies to get your gain I fell for you game I was your pawn and believed your lame excuses, toyed with like a puppet on a string
 Now no one is here to sweep up the pieces of a shattered and tattered heart
 as it's turned to stone I'm left alone this pain is my burden to bear all on my own
 I can write of it...
 For alas I am a poetess...