Tired as I may be,
The token still tolls.
My heart beats master,
The thundering rolls.
Lost within a tiding,
Looking really deep.
Longing for the connection,
But stopping quite steep.
Loving looks,
Tenderize the moment,
Make it seem more real.
But as I look upon him,
The heart’s still caged in steel.
Locked away deep inside,
Mashed up genocide,
Of my heart.
Leaving me to wonder was there,
Ever, really, a start.
Yawning out the butchered pain,
Yelping out, may seem so vain.
If you were my, had my heart,
You’d know more than ever,
It wasn’t so tart.
I give my will away to you,
And hope that you shall find,
A deep down wish long come true.
And all your tidings are anew.
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PoetryThis is my 3rd book of poems... based on my life... I have 2 other books, "Poems From A Lonely Girl" and "The Signs"... If you like my writing check 'em out! <3 u guys!!!
