WRATH OF A STORM
Sat, 08/20/2016 - 13:25 -- Poetic Judy Emery
So in the wrath of heartache
I moved on my way
it was a painful night
crying most of the time
Love hurts and that is no lie,

When love cuts you deep
you will bleed out like the sea
love is no game to play
love holds they key to ones heart
but when one turns bad
you feel you been stabbed,

Love will leave you a mark
upon your heart for life
love can wound you
and make you feel
you cannot move on
love is like a sad song
that keeps playing on .

Poetic Judy Emery (c)