You called my heart a target
when I said your words were arrows
you wouldn’t slow
your shouting
you mocked me
made me part of your clichéd love song
poor you with bad girl gone wrong
you wronged by me somehow
could you not see that I was cowering
before this anger I didn’t understand
your demands
for a woman who’s x and not y
I tried
but could never succeed
Your rap sheet for me
was a 6 foot hole in the ground
getting deeper down
each rule I broke symptoms of sickness
cured by submission
you said to this pit you made
in a life
as your wife
with your name behind Mrs.
keeping you kind with my kisses
while losing my mind
I would have died your slave
so I’m climbing out of my grave
no need to shout as I go
your words are arrows
my heart is the target you’re missing.

Love anew
Love that lasts

Love the same
as ages past

Spark of interest
Catching eyes

Masquerades
of love's disguise

I've been hit
I'll confess

With the arrow
through my chest

I've been smitten
Through and through

Face made crimson
Nearest you

But this truth
I'll never tell

For this one
Is not for sale

Now I stand
No way to buy

The only one
that caught my eye

Maybe the archer
Made a blunder

This arrow
Burns my heart asunder

An arrow has been broken,
Without being broken,
Near the Great Walls,
Wondering how that happen?
Could it be the Great Warrior?

The broken arrow can aim still,
With its powerful strength of the,
Great
Warrior,
Which can be its own weapon.

When will the Great Warrior fix the broken arrow?
What can the Warrior do to keep the arrow alright?
Just keep its safety and strong.

Now that it is fix,
Then Great Warrior will have no more,
Broken Arrows left to use,
But to be the Great Warrior of the world.








Just keeping the arrow strong and
Fix properly.