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I watched as you fell
From Heaven into Hell
And spiraled through the sadness and sorrow
I was all you had left
As you curled up and wept
For you, there is truly no morrow
So, try as I might
To relieve you of your plight
There was no way for you to be jolly
I gave you attention
Showered you with affection
You remained my melancholy Molly
Oh Molly, my love
My beautiful dove
What can I do to appease you?
I’ll write you a sonnet!
Maybe buy you a bonnet?
I’d do anything to please you
God can be so ruthless
And I feel so useless
Watching as you stare at his pictures
I know that you loved him
Held no one above him
You honor him with each of your scriptures
I often see you writing
In very dim lighting
Of the love you felt for “Johnny”
Your precious lover
You’ll “never love another”
As jealousy quickly confined me
I gave you my shoulder
And I was your boulder
While you mourned over his passing
But now, It’s been a year
Am I invisible, my dear?
A little love is all I’m asking
If you had no intention
Of emotional progression
Then why did you lead me on?
I knew you were weakened
And torn into pieces
So I wanted to sing you my song
But you don’t want to hear it
This pain I cannot bare it
Another night loveless and lonely
And though I grow weary
We live on in theory
While you remain my one and only
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