Words from the Heart..

Poem 3

I lay in my bed and I stare at the ceiling
In my heart and head i have no feeling
Instead I feel empty
She took whatever feelings I had
And he wrecked it
She destroyed it
Now you understand
Why I cannot trust a hand
Because that hand is what hurt me
She grabbed my heart and she broke it
Not into two. But into pieces
Those pieces cannot be fixed
And now Im laying in bed crying
And in my head i feel like dying
-Never trust anyone