What Kind of Love is This?

A child afraid
in a crowd all alone.
Want to confess
can't pick up the phone.
Darkness and shadows
nightmares that lurk,
cold hands that hold her
denying the hurt.
Too weak to escape
an unwanted kiss
She wonders,
"What kind of love is this?"

A woman grown
and falling in love.
Was a one sided love
what she was dreaming of?
Surely not this calculated
and cruel
now that she finds she's
played the fool.
Still crawling back
for one touch of bliss
and again she wonders
"What kind of love is this?"