Howl At The Moon

Howl At The Moon I attempt to crawl back To the love I once knew Visions of midnight creeps In my emptiness Seeking comfort as it Travels through My seemingly lifeless heart Desperately peeling across The silent layers deserted Emotional baggage Left behind I claw at love gone wrong Begging it to leave me in Solitude Building walls off the broken Rubbish and ashes Called memories I have exhaustingly run Endless marathons hoping To win the race of Denial in my struggle Never to love again I crawl back I beg I pray Love to bring Me back to you Bring back my passion To hold you in My beaten soul Put color back in My picture happy Ever after Torture my heart With the rhythm of joy Of my own love story As I howl at the Moon Deborah R. Shaw The Silent Stalker