Love, Personified . . . .

Who is around doesn't want what I have to give.
They won't take a chance, and I shouldn't have to wait for them to get a clue.
This is how the Ice Queen comes into being.
I came dangerously close to being Her, long ago . . . and I do not wish to do so.

The last one in cut me bone deep & left me bleeding on the way out ...
Please tell me why I should give a damn anymore about anyone these days, 
Because I am growing weary of the deceit.
I'm so damn sorry loving me is too much work . . . it shouldn't be, if you really mean it.


Too many people play with your emotions until you start distancing yourself from the world.
I'm trying to not go there, but it is very, very tempting these days.


I have a fully functioning heart & I want to use it.
I am open to all possible outcomes.
But my hope is slowly dwindling, with each one.

So whoever truly wants this, needs to grow up & show up.
 Jump in before I disappear.

Hole Where Your Heart Should Be . . .

He used to tell me he loved me,
He used to tell me knew me.

If he knew me the way he said he did,
He wouldn't have done me in the way he did.

How do you sleep at night with a conscience as corrupted as yours?

Who broke you so bad that you learn nothing from your exploits?

You reap what you sow, but how can you do either when your field is barren & dead?

There's a hole where your heart should be, and I hope you find it before it's too late.