Don't Care

About. Someone. And something. Personal...

I have to say you don't care.

Becasue you Don't

You say you Do, But then you rip my heart right out of my chest.

It is now slowly, dying. Disbelieving.

Bleeding out a cry for help.

Needing someone to care and save it before it leaves.

Sadly, it's to late. The last few moments of abuse.

Love abuse, has left.

The feeling of Love, has been removed.

It is trying to heal.

It is, slowly.

But is had that long feeling

Of love

In it's Soul.

Wanting and Needing that Feeling from you.

But it seems to be to late.

Author's Note

I know it isn't perfect, But hey. Im a nebbie lol