Green Eyes

How does it work, this human heart
 Aches and pain, stress and stains
 Lingering taste that's left is tart
 Bitter to the core
 It keeps on feeding, always, forever
 Something I can't ignore

 Changing, reshaping, discolored and hard
 Alone and weak it struggles to go on
 It appears to be full, but actually starved
 Gazing down as the butterflies fly up
 Hard to breath, eat or sleep
 I never knew this road would be so tough

 Now and then I think of them
 All those who had a string
 All fools they seam, when compared to him
 Green eyes gazed into my soul
 What will be my fate
 Will I ever again gain control

 I hoped someone would understand
 Someday see who I am
 When the morning light hits my face
 Hear music in its place
 Im still here, and I hope one day
 That my ripple will one day reach the pier
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Courtney Avatar
February 4, 2015 at 2:53 AM
Good poem but Hows it an ABC form of a poem?
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