Fools Gold
When you you drain my heart out,
And take what is left of me.
Is it everything you need ?
I was never what you wanted me to be,
You see right through me.
As you carve my heart out,
And go about.
It slowly beats.
It's dying,
For the sweet words your supplying.
I feel hollow in side,
Where my heart used to confine.
You take what's left of me,
At peace I can finally be.
With all these stories to be told,
I am just fools gold.
By: Desiree Porter
