IF ONLY COULD SOMEONE LOVE THE LOST!

All she ever wanted was
a small pill of love.
A pill to make it full.
Full of music and colour,
Full of chaos and cheer,
Simply just, full of life!
So, pills she took.
Day by day  & hour by hour
To keep the high,
To skip the pit,
To swim the depth,
To cope the wretched,
To heat the heart,
To think and To dance.
To live a lie,
What not she did?
Only if she knew
That she scout,
was naught out!
But in confines of
The heart it sprouts!!