Pandora lady of the night
telling stories of long ago
a life that you remember
but run from for years
over two thousand to be exact
skin that can never feel the warmth of the sun
you lived through every war
watching things develope
wanting so much more
never knowing just how
to manage all that you want
life dealt you a nasty hand
you thought is was forever
but not realizing just what that ment
Pandora share you secrets
so that we might all survive
you from noble lines
fell for the oldest trick in the book
a man with charms and handsome looks
you thought you were his only one
he slapped you many times
not in the physical sense
but a slap non the less
carrying your pain deep inside
trying to keep it hidden from you family and friends
Pandora now you can walk free of the hurt
walk with head held high
for you shared all the bad things
that cost you a restful slumber
may you close your eyes to the past
walking with eyes straight ahead
into a long and happy future
I love this poem
like a well told
story it drew empathy
from me for 'pandora'.
Loved it.