Beating Of A Heart

It's touching in my opinion. I dunno

A heart can beat, but only for so long.

It plays a melody, or even a depressing song

The way it beats, keeping its own rythm.

Soon it will stop, whether forced or simply having no need to go on

The rythm it plays, for love's desires, The rythm it plays for death's uprising.

Broken so easily, the beat is fading

The truth is waiting to be explored. Why is it that The Heart Is ALWAYS Ignored

You think you know it, you know how to care for it.

Yet it's always left in a million pieces.

Beat Beat Beat. it's waiting for a chance. For someone to come along and hold it with careful hands

Beat Beat Beat.... No longer the heart of life, but a faded memory

Shattered to pieces by someone who didn't care.

There's not love, none to spare.

Author's Note

I dont know. It's just a poem I typed up on the spot. I was bored so I entertained myself by writing ^_^

Reviews

[Flo]

thats such a cute poem, i loved it, keep writing!
-Sophiana/Flo