Heart Surgery
by PJ Perry
Today was to be my life saving operation
But I've been told I may not survive
My heart is used up, there's no sensation
It's a miracle that I'm still alive
I may not be able to love again
The surgeons have said they apologise
Because poisons have now tainted my brain
I may lose the feeling to comfort cries
What once beat red may now beat blue
Instead of love it could be stone cold
I would hate it to experience déjà vu
I'd hate to live this way till I'm old
I've given more love than any man
I've asked for nothing in return
And now that I've just had my heart scanned
They're shaking there heads with concern
I'm afraid that we are far too late
Never again will you love and laugh
The poison has spread; you're now filled with hate
All that's left is a life of a sociopath
I tried to cry tears but I couldn't
The one's that came out were crocodiles
I tried to love but my heart wouldn't
So now I shine out evil smiles
If anyone now says they love me
And their love for me is never ending
I'll tell them I love them for eternity
Then I'll spend the rest of my life pretending
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