Then Ye Shall Find

Where do we go from here, my love?
What new avenues of unhappiness 
shall we venture down today?
How many shades of black and blue
can the surface of the soul 
really turn to?
Turn away, my darling
Don't ever look back again
Cold and unhappy woman
Still so beautiful
even with a tear upon your cheek
They said you were-
but don't ever let them know-
You are not weak
You
are a queen
in a beggar's gown
A frail and lonely goddess
that shall never again, upon her face, 
wear a frown
How lonely one can be 
when left alone in the dark
so desperate to see the light
If only just a mere spark
Because that is all it would take
to set this soul anew
To find some sense of clarity
Here
Among the confused
So what do we do now, my darling,
with so many seeds of uncertainty?
Bury them deep within and hope
they fail to bloom in Spring?
Beaten and Broken 
almost every single day 
but somehow manage to feel
Still praying for the Fairy Tale-
A life-
a little more unreal
There's something to be said for miracles
they are just so hard to find
But if ye keep seeking...