To Those Who Know Pain

Poem 03--Dying Heart

When I was in grade nine, I made this poem. I finally found my love of poetry through writing this. Enjoy, and please no hate :) It takes me a lot to share this...

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DYING HEART

You tear me up

Stiches, they will never be sewn

Only in my dreams

Have I ever flown

I cry myself to sleep

Did you ever know that?

Why, so many times

Did you have to call me fat?

I used to by happy

You made my innocence die

If all that I can see is pain,

Why even try?

If I eat too much, I'm overweight

If I eat too little, I'm a desperate whore

But the only thing I cling onto

Is the food, so I stop eating more

I stop eating, for you

You and your soulless mind

While I'm starving the flesh

What you can only seem to find

If it's so hard to see

Why don't you take off the blindfold?

Because you're mercahants, 

You took something you shouldn't have sold

There is never air in my lungs

Despite the breeze that calms my head

Because I'd rather cry home alone

Realizing what keeps me alive now is dead

It hurts, but I keep on

Because those seams were torn apart

Now all that's left of my body

Is nothing more than a dying heart