Her heart.

Broken wine bottles lay on the floor.

He slowly walks away from what he loved.

Not giving a care in the world.

Before her dreadful death she slowly carved in to her arm:

"This was for you..Because you were never mine."

I can tell by the way he looked down at her.

That he wished that he could save her.

But he was to late.

She drank the posin right before he came.

Even if he ran she still wouldn't be okay right now.

He lost her and she died quickly without a goodbye he suffered.

The people cried out to the world and guess what she's still dead.

He wants to die she's everything he could ever ask for.

Now he wants to know if someone can save..

Her heart...

Author's Note

Very weird yes. If anythingis wrong please tell.

Reviews

[salvador (camuel choisu..]

i love the feeling on this poem.

[*Evelen*]

Nothing weird about this lol=) And nothing wrong at all. I think this was descriptive and had plenty of emeotions in it. You can tell what the characters in your poem were feeling. You did a very good job=) Keep writing and Well done=)