Fake

by Felicia Tursi   May 29, 2005


The fact that I love you,
Is not the fact that I care.
Watching your heart rumble,
While I'm just standing there.
She did it again,
Cheated on him once more.
Soon there will be nothing left,
His heart will be sore.
She is taking it,
His whole life.
What will happen?
Will he use the knife?
Though she lies,
Often denies.
You can see it,
See it in her eyes.
She has stolen his soul,
His one reason to live.
She's not simple,
Shes difficult to forgive.
There is nothing left,
No more she can take.
He found out,
She was a big fake.
Now he runs to me,
To hear something sweet.
But I can't take it either,
I too have been beat.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments