stuck hearts

note to self: stop wearing my heart on my sleeve.

the song is stuck in my head
as i lay here in bed
it's giving me a headache
go away! for goodness sake

i can't sleep
its too loud and deep
ingraved in my mind
i'm caught in a bind

it wounds my heart over and over again.
makes my mind full of sin.
for it's our song
our's. the word that has come and gone.

i miss us and the music
everything that happened makes me sick
either way i wish it would leave
and stop making my chest have to heave

Reviews

[Sophie]

This poem has the perfect title. It really does describe a heart thats stuck.