Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Earthquake

Was that an earthquake?
no just a heart break

at first I thought it a game
I didn't know its name
I didn't know the rules
so I was the fool

then I was just ignored
I thought I had bored
I felt invisible and shy
without knowing why

then it came to me
the part I was assigned to be
just another one of his toys
not even his pride & joy

was that a hurricane?
or my tears falling like rain

the list was long
I didn't know what I did wrong
but I was last on the pile
the toy for once in a while

the toy broke, can't be repaired
cause I can't make him care
can't make him love me, be my friend
he's always late, you can never depend

my heart shattered shards cut deep
I cry myself to sleep
I wanted him, there's my mistake
it's my fault, I let my heart break

was that a thunderstorm?
or cynicism being born

(c) 2017 Catherine Elder

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