Poem - know

[the_downtrodden]

if you've never slept
in the arms of a lover
you can never know
true comfort
true joy
the absolute peace
that only a single soul
may offer another

you will never see
a morning so beautiful
as that which breaks
with gentle rays
caressing the sleeping face
of your cherished lover

you will never know
the feeling
so totally indescribable
which only comes
from blundering into a dark bed
and straight into open arms

and you will never know
the true sorrow
when you lover is gone
lost!
such terrible emptiness!
that all-consuming ache inside
wrecking its fearsome work upon your soul
leaving you cold and empty

every night is another unending death
spent falling, falling inward
into the void left inside you
that void that cannot be filled
by your broken soul alone

and every morning woken to
is a nightmare
unending, unbearable horror
if only such broken hearts
could set themselves to peace
by will alone!

some of us find ourselves unable
to make the final cut
and end our misery of lies
untold
unfelt
and unending

oh child!
if you don't know
then life means nothing
and death is but a word

~K'Har-El