Heart

The definition of heart 

Isn’t puffy or pink.

It’s a sick twisted organ surrounded by veins.

You grabbed it and choked it,

Abused it and broke it,

And now it lies shattered with bruises and stains.

 

 

Now the fragmented pieces,

Once filled with delight,

Are bursting with anger and words of detest.

If you’re walking my way,

You'd better back off

Because this time the knife will be aimed at your chest.

Reviews

[darkgurl]

"The definition of heart
Isn't puffy or pink.
It's a sick twisted organ surrounded by veins.
You grabbed it and choked it,
Abused it and broke it,
And now it lies shattered with bruises and stains."

WOW! Such depth and gripping words here. Love the intensity in this, this is a well written write....Kim

[No]

haha thanks =]

[Rachel DeHart]

Again, a nice rhyme scheme, and intense imagery.
You have a very strong voice, and a sense of heartache that has festered and turned to hate.