Destruction

She was heaven, she was grace,

she was everything

you could ever want, But.....

She went unnoticed,

Untouched, unappreciated, unloved

Why could she never be given the chance

to love and be loved?

Was that so much to ask for?

Was that too much to hope for?

To love and be loved is like the ocean breeze

through your hair on a sunny day

Was this happiness something she would ever achieve?

Would she be wondering through life

blinded by the need to see good

in every one instead of the signs

and symptoms right in front of her?

Fear invaded her like a tornado

Devouring everything in its path

The end goal was destruction