No Sympathy

by Cathy   Mar 23, 2007


Destruction, torment, and hatred
Fills my heart
Love, devotion, and happiness
tore me apart

I know longer feel sympathy for the way that he feels
It took this long for my torture to finally heal
I was happy when I was with him and without him I was lost
I realized loving someone so much has its cost

Torture, misery, and murder Is something my heart went through
He ripped at my beating organ and tore it in two
He didn't care that I hurt he did it for his own good
He failed to love me like a lover should

So now sympathy I don't believe in he didn't have sympathy for me
I gave him all my love but to him he couldn't see
So now I'm like a vixen waiting to feed on my next pray
and I will remain this vixen until my ending day

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