Degredation of a Heart

Some recent feelings of mine, put into poetry.

 

Degradation of a Heart

7/26/2008

 

“You’re always so nice,” I would hear them say

When I helped out how I could

“Such a sweet young man, it sounds cliché

But your heart is pure and good”

 

I would hear this as I did my part

In bringing forth a smile

And dare I say it was an art

 For which I sure had style

 

Compliments and a thank you

Would come as I would act

Although the words were all true

The meaning was not exact

 

The words that rang were hollow

Their sincerity impure

Worst of all would follow

Pain I would endure

 

Soon the smile had left me

Bitterness had grown

All of them could agree

This was not who they had known

 

“I’m tired of this” was what I said

As I went through what was wrong

“I’ve cried, I’ve tried and I’ve bled

Just so I’d belong”

 

I stopped to care; it wasn’t fair

I refused to pay the cost

And I declare that you beware

For everything I’ve lost

 

Can kindness truly be repaid?

Or is it just a ruse?

All along was I being played?

Thrown away once used

 

Of alchemy, I don’t know much

Just what I’ve been told

Although I’ve seen but with a touch

A heart of gold turn cold

Reviews

[Mistral Bilgera]

"I've cried, I've tried and I've bled
Just so I'd belong"
sad reality....
sometimes people get sick of doing the good...
this poem of yours is really good! i can relate to it so much!

i'm sure this poem will hold me long after the last lines...