Heart of Rust
HEART OF RUST
Today is another day.
My heart is turning brownish-red.
I walked away with nothing to say.
My words are now all rusted.
Without regretting yesterday.
I hide behind the face of the dead.
My world has turn upside down.
Suddenly my body is heartless.
My memories drip like water into the ground.
My blood swirls making my veins useless.
The stale oxygen leaves my body with no sound.
Pouring rain decaying my stubborn heart's illness.
Living in a forever color of dusk to dawn.
My heart continues the cascade with dust..
Reversing the feelings wishing they where gone.
I'm lost in this sickness, of no trust
Storing my heart in a forever pawn.
In hopes that no one ever removes the rust.
By; p.d...
.p.s., I know these poem does not follow the rules... Lol..but I had an old rusted poem..laying around....
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2011
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