The last thought of the heart without hope

I tied the hangman's noose in loves rope

Tears I couldn't cry, no matter how hard I tried

I looked in my heart, and put all hope aside

Never to return to that state of pain

When the rain was sun, and the sun, rain

When I was lost in wishing for life

All I ever found was emotional strife

Now I am back from the bitter mind

From the love that made me so very blind

And all I ask of her and those that were told

Is that they remember that my heart was never sold

It was stolen without thought, without my consent

And for five lonely years my heart has been rent

Healed at last, I am an emotional child now

I need to learn to walk as soon as love will allow

Take the first shaky steps towards trust of life

In my heart, in love, in avoidance of strife

And here at the end, when I will write no more

When I have reached the emotional hallway door

I will think of all of loves different poses

And always remember the four given roses