The shovel shivers
dirt from the earth
in quick, rhythmic cambers.

You may think
I'm digging a grave
when my heart is buried treasure.

It's a constant battle,
In my heart and head.

Give him a chance
Don't fall for his trance.

It's just a dance,
I'd rather be in France.

But look how ravishing he looks in his suit and pants,
I wouldn't even give him a second glance.

They say listen to your heart,
But you have to be smart
Or you're fall apart,
Having to repeat from the start.

A life without love
Is like a night sky without the stars.
It's still there,
Just not quite as beautiful

The sweetest lie I told myself
The lie was sweet as honey
I told myself I wasn't in love
Although I am going crazy
You are always in my mind
You are there all the time
Although I'm afraid to admit
I can't sleep nor could I eat
I only think about you
That is all I could do
My greatest fear that I know
Is that I'm afraid to be alone
But the worst thing than being alone
Is watching you leave outside my door
With somebody by your side
The moment when you left mine

thank you for the memories
that walk away with me

In solitary confinement
She will thrive.
The poetry in her head,
Her constant companion