Arms of Death
In her grief She recognized that all will be as they should be. She had thought she could have love, Felt she deserved it, And that in time Someone would come to love her for who she was. It took years of pain For her to acknowledge and realize That love was never in the mind of her creator When He placed her upon earth. It was in grief of the hope lost, And the loneliness that waited ahead, That she walked dazedly into the arms of death. Death cared for her more than others, Because unlike ever
