She laboriously laments over the
unbound depths of passion's loss.
Treads the dark waters of discontentment
and uneasiness wishing that her curse
would be lifted and that joy would once
more reign supreme in her heart.
Her anxious soul sings dark dirges.
Bitter tears stream down her beautiful face
as she mourns the horrible loss of the only
true and sweet love that she has ever known.
Donavon Scott Vinson