This Heart of Mine;
has been thru the worst
from being shattered to crushed
as if each occurrence were rehearsed
which is why I have no trust
for those who claim to have interest in me
but are usually stragglers with no destination
never surprising how we go from friends to enemies
& I end up moving on with hesitation

But This Heart of Mine;
is made of Gold & twice the size of me
yet suffering from the damages of love
still a trapped object looking to be free
to be healed & unconditionally love
it grew to be stone cold but warm for the deserving
never loving with the attachments of a past love
while healing from it even when it’s still burning

- Poetic Venom