My heart lay in pieces, scattered on the floor.
You step on it daily, but I still come back for more.
Cannot cry, I must hold in all my tears.
You are not deserving of knowing my fears.
You see me through the shadows of blinds.
My life, my happiness, is never in your mind.
Making the same mistake until I'm completely torn.
Forgiving each bruise, fated to forever be forlorn.
4/4/12
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
