I blame chris
He mentioned poetry, now I felt like writing something. comments are screened so everyone doesn't see how bad everyone else thinks it is :) Do be honest if you comment though. As for the time written, 1040-1055pm.
Once upon a time,
a boy had a heart.
Then the female voice did chime,
and tore him apart.
He sought the quickest way,
to mend his tatered life.
He pushed her face away;
it was his life's greatest strife.
He moved away, and tried to lose
the memories, whatever they were.
But, despite what he'd rather choose,
the one he kept returning to,
Was Her.
A hole in your chest,
that erupts.
A hole in your arm,
that bleeds.
A hole in your leg,
that disables.
A hole in your eye,
that blinds.
All the holes, and all the pain,
can't match a hole in the heart;
that will drive you insane.
Once upon a time,
a boy had a heart.
Then the female voice did chime,
and tore him apart.
He sought the quickest way,
to mend his tatered life.
He pushed her face away;
it was his life's greatest strife.
He moved away, and tried to lose
the memories, whatever they were.
But, despite what he'd rather choose,
the one he kept returning to,
Was Her.
A hole in your chest,
that erupts.
A hole in your arm,
that bleeds.
A hole in your leg,
that disables.
A hole in your eye,
that blinds.
All the holes, and all the pain,
can't match a hole in the heart;
that will drive you insane.