~Holding my heart~

~Holding my heart~

Holding my heart in your hands
you tear tiny peice after tiny piece
holding the ruins together almost unwillingly

Holding my heart in you hands
you walk away from my soul
ripping my lifeline from my physical being

Holding ym heart in your hands
you unknowingly stripe me of rational thought
breaking my mind as you slowly kill my love and trust

Holding my heart in your hands
you burn an aggonizing scar along my soul
making me unable to let go without force

Holding my heart in your hands
you slowly kill me
taking my sanity love and hate with you as you turn away from me

... today has not been much better than yesterday ... if anything its worse... physical labor and fake happiness is harder than sulking with a book to cover your face... ~sigh~ atleast one good thing come from my low moods... my poetry is always better wehn i depressed or down or sad or mad... happiness is just not a strong enough emotion for me to write with... well im going to go back to staring at the computure screen waiting.. its the only thing i can think of right now and sleep is not a safe haven... laters