Martas poems:

7. She is gone Time goes on... but feelings that are supposed to cool off keep smoldering in his heart. Nothing calms the burning inside, the searing torture of not seeing the light of those eyes that had become his north star, the flame of his hell and of his heaven the light She was all he cared for... She is not there anymore and no matter how many different ways he tries or how hard he looks for ways to survive... the immense, cruel pain that does not kill his human form slowly dissolves... Sign in to see full entry.