EDIT: I literally just poured my heart out in this poem and took a break from writing. I return today to find all the beautiful comments from you guys, my Miraquill family and I must admit, I am overwhelmed and so so thankful for the love you have showered on this piece of my heart. More power to sisterhood!
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And there she stood, twilight hanging Over her shoulders, she heard love sing To her, its promises of bliss thickened The air, so she choked on them each Time she drew a breath, but there was Something else too, her heart that had Been battered, crushed and torn apart In the name of love, its pieces were Seduced by the glitter of power.
Wearing her dilemma as a blindfold, She went around in circles, pouring The shards of her heart into the soil, Her tears quickened the womb of The earth and there sprung up a Forest of hungry fruit, with a passion For power, seasons came and went, And yet blind she was still, till one day The clamoring of the trees was loud Enough to drown love's song, and its Promises of bliss dissolved under the Aroma of the hungry fruit ripening.