Playing My Heart

by Cheyanne   Sep 8, 2005


One day, wanted me
next day, discarded me
at first, held my heart gently
the next, dropped it shattering

Like a child learning the guitar
you pluck my strings so fiercely
unknowing of the tune you hear
stop playing my heart relentlessly!

Tell me what you want me for
stop changing your mind so much
tell me now or I'll shut the door
stop playing my heart, it hurts

I don't want to be the one you love
because no one else is there
I was never good as runner up
in races that aren't fair

Like a child first playing the piano
you pound the keys with bolts afar
striking each till you get your goal
stop playing my heart on solo

A game for chance
you threw the dart
thought you take a bet
it seems at last...
bulls-eye, pierced the center
of my already broken heart

I'm like the flower that's yet to break the ground
when I now see you
as such a corner cactus unloved and hollow
when I'm now near you

A fading picture in your memory now
my mirror sees no reflection to be found
funny how hard the tower I built falls down
as silent as the dead I make no sound
but yet I try, I try to scream aloud!

I'm going into tears...falling apart
my heart a Picasso of your art
you could just paint over the past
but no matter what it's there to last

Have fun with your games
plucked, pounded, pierced my heart
it feels all the same
as I grow distant
with dust gathering on every work of art
stays in a package and stored in a lonely basement

I hope you knew that this was your part
unlike how the roman god plays his harp
you don't bring happiness with that art
yet you still keep on...playing my heart

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