Mediocre Poems

dark

Should the heart even keep a beat?

Or should it flat line like a dead dog laying in the street?

The insides are weeping, not a human soul can see it

No one is here to pick up these forgotten pieces

A broken heart or is the glass half empty?

It can't be refilled or replenished that easily

Chargers pick up the charge

When a heart keeps a steady pounding beat

Until it is rocked like a boat in the outlandish Arctic sea

Don't rock it, don't push it or it will loose all of its potential

Cupid has a heart, how else does he grant us with love?

He is unseen to the eyes, he probably thinks I'm doing just fine

Or was that a lie?

Only the heart knows, the good from the bad

Sometimes you're so confused on who makes you better

Its starting to beat, slower and slower

I have no clue, why is this happening?

Someone feel me in on this devastating tragedy!

Anxious is fear, riding in your rear view mirror!

While hate is staring right in your face!

Which way to go?! I can't stop and turn around!!

Now its too late, as your slowly putting on brakes

The conscious mind is starting to think, as anxious and fear is invading your personal space!

At the most crucial point in your life!

This is where your heart quits beating

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The enemy has won...congrats on your easy victory.