Careering through love's
myriad plains
I find myself beset
with pains.
Heart and soul, scythed
then sutured,
yet again, emotions
butchered.
I only have myself
to blame
I never learn, each time's
the same.
Myself I proffer to you,
yearning
open heart beats, hope is
burning
that this time love's here
to stay
for more than just one blessed
day.
Today is not the day
it seems
no realisation of my
dreams.
I dreamt on while you
kept it real
my love of love--
Achilles heel.
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Author Notes
It's just a poem, I'm fine :)
Picture from Google images.
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