Her Moonless Night Poem by Saint Cynosure

Under the moon less star lit night,
she lies alone in total fright,
Amiss the comfort she can't find,
with all the lies inside her mind.
His promises to her forever,
that he has chosen to not deliver.
Its seems to be her life is over,
she's no want to carry on.
Her pillows wet from bellowed tears,
enough that seems could flow for years.
She has no one to calm hers fears,
her fright is all alone.
What is the deed that she did wrong,
to make his love just move along.
She thinks of him with every song,
she hears in every wave.
Come back she says lets never fight,
you know we both can make it right.
She lies alone in total fright,
Under the moon less star lit night...