Like Psyche

Apr 02, 2008 - 15:12 PM PST

I've discovered that love isn't all that great
With its ups and downs and perilous turns
It's controlled by my mysterious fate
My emotions fragile like new grown ferns.
Like Psyche searching for Eros; her love
I've met my Orpheus and my Hades
They were for me godsends straight from above
It ended; they're souls hanging from the trees.
I had a choice; be captive or be free
Unfortunately freedom means no you
On my own again I began to see,
That I could try again and start anew.
And I did, I had begun to smile
Hopefully, for once this would last awhile.