Oh my heart,
Why must you betray me so?
Why?
Why are you plotting against me
And my happiness?
I don't understand.
You are supposed to be on my side,
Yet you're setting yourself up
To be slashed and pounded in a fury.
You're living in the past
Holding on when there is nothing
To hold on to.
You're treading on thin ice
And sooner or later,
It's going to break.
And then what will we do?
You're picking the wrong people,
The ones who are going to hurt me.
You know.
You know what you're doing.
You know the agony you're causing me.
You know,
That no matter what,
I'll always love these people,
No matter how they hurt me.
You know,
That no matter what they do,
They'll always have you, my heart,
Wrapped around their fingers.
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Submerged Stories
PoetryLong story short, this is a book of stories about my life that I don't tell anyone else, expressed through the beautiful art of poetry. Poetry is my way of finding myself, and hopefully you as readers will be able to find yourself as well. TRIGGER W...
