Pale-hearted Poet

Pale-hearted poet, To you I pen To you I owe it, To you, my friend Her lonely soul, Merely a ghost, Is a shadowy ghoul Of nothing to boast She lives inside From me and you Drowning her pride, She has no clue That someone loves her And that I care Love for her Is All I bear Alone she sits Pen at her side Throwing fits Till peace shall reside Living life One can at a time Drinking strife To write her rhyme Pale-hearted poet, My message is through Now I wrote it From me to you