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Jun 2011
I hear only my own cries...
As I remember your lies...
My heart slowly dies...
My eyes red with pain,
My heart that was just slain,
The one you claimed was plain,
I will not restrain myself,
I will put my heart away on a shelf,
I will let it get dusty and old,
until it can be re-sold,
It's your fault,
You refused to halt,
You broke open the vault,That happened to hold my heart,
I tried to stop it from the start,
But you started to take my heart part by part,
Now I have to restart,my life,
and keep away from that tempting knife,
You broke me,
and I awoke,with a heart soaked in blood,
You joked,and it provoked me...And now look where I am,
Remembering not just you but all of them.
Now my heart can't pretend,It can't face the end.
My heart has nothing left to defend.
So as I lie here,yes I'll cry,eventually I will die,You can't console me don't try,
Your the one who stole my heart whole and lead my soul straight into a deep dark hole...
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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