Ehh…writers block sucks. I'm trying to think of how I can put your topics into a poem.
Lies have hollowed my heart,
Until my heart has become black,
Just because of what you did,
My heart is in its grave.
There is no way to bring it back,
Just as I wait for death,
My heart has died,
And my life will be gone.
I hate you for what you did,
Yet I don't.
I want you near,
But I just push you away.
Only you may fix the broken heart,
But you are gone,
You are not coming back,
And I'm alone.
How could someone,
How could they,
I hate them because,
They destroyed my lively heart…
Thanks to:
Alantie Mistaniu: Thanks…
Dark Kitsune of Ra: Yeah, it sucks when friends move away. I move, or my friends move, so I am very careful about whom my friends are. --
Silver Sailor Ganymede: Agreed.