Double Standard.

This little poem your reading,
It is about my heart,
About all the emotions,
That I went thru in the dark.

It is about love and loss,
A greater pain or two,
And I think that while I'm at it,
I'll shed a tear for you.

It's also about rage, and fear,
And hatred that unbound,
Altho these bad emotions,
I'll always hold deep down.

Now listen to me closely
And heed the words herein,
Do not judge their meaning,
Just take them all within.

Theres those who cheat and lie,
who abuse kind souls too,
Who don't know what real love is,
But claim to 'love you too'

They claim they get shatter,
Whenever they fall in love,
But it's a double standard,
Since they rip out your heart.

I think it's painfully funny,
How they claim how kind they are,
How it's 'others' who play a game,
Upon their broken heart.

The truth is it's a smoke scream,
For a crime thats just the worst,
To use another human heart,
The rip it out the chest.

Love is something special,
It's not to be abused,
Not to be taken lightly,
And NEVER to be used.

I hate your double standard,
Your words are all a lie,
And since I have no heart no more,
There no more tears to cry.

So take this your grave,
Don't use another's heart,
Don't play this double standard,
For a swine I'm sure you aren't.