She Cries

Confused are her ways
Touch is all she needs
Love is all she desires
Alone she is
Her mind on fire
Torment set in
She sits and talks with herself
For no one else listens
Her soul is screaming
Pleading to be heard
But the voice of, blows in the wind
Falls on deaf ears
All she wants is love
Someone to care for her
Where is my knight
She asks
But shining armor turns to rust
As years pass
Her voice fades
Her soul cries

D. Thomas
2/2/07