The heartbreak
To much to take
I cannot fake
These feelings a mistake
Guess I will have some cake
Eat away my troubles
My stomach is bubbles
Gonna pour me a double
Watch my world crumble
How do I always fumble
Now I find it hard to eat
What a treat
I can't move my feet
Fell from my seat
I am not very neat
A mess you made of me
Oh how I wish you would see
I used to feel glee
Now it's just hurt from thee
I still have your tee
What a cruel fate
Glad I wasn't late
Never quite my mate
It is hard not to hate
Time to find a new date
The world keeps turning
All while I'm hurting
Thoughts I struggle sorting
The facts you are skirting
Stop flirting
All the games
You put my heart in chains
I feel it coursing through my veins
Why cant we use our brains
Just stay in our own lanes
About the Creator
Dianna Hoiland
My name is Dianna Robertson but I publish in my maiden name Hoiland. I am a 29 year old mother of 4 beautiful kids. 2 girls and 2 boys. Currently studying communications.


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