I wonder what ails him?
He looks so very sad
Even whilst he tears me limb from limb
I can't even imagine being mad
I wonder why is that so?
I bet he thinks I was dumb
My anger should grow
But I only feel numb
I have no doubt I'm not the first nor the last,
He will never go back
And even if he does stop it can't change the past
And I think his heart may lack.
He will never quit the chase
As he carries me piece by piece to the earth's sweet embrace
~by: Victoria C.~
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Kerosene Heart
PoesiaPreviously known as The Poems Of My Heart ~ "These words cause me to burn, And my kerosene heart only makes the fire brighter." ~ I think in poetry so this is just full of my weird poems. Most are just really short. Sorry, if it gets depressing... B...
