I Broke My Own Heart
Under my covers
We talked skin to skin
Shaking and trembling
Wondering when to begin
With one little whisper
And one little grin
I entered heaven
While knowing I sinned
I’m not sure about you
But my soul can’t pretend
What started at hello
For me never ends
All the words for your ears
Can only live in my pen
It’s the passion that’s lacking
It’s only calling you friend
Lust is the demon
And great is its spell
I thirst for cool water
A drink from loves well
If want has a meaning
At a table it dwells
In a library lied fate
And in fate lies my hell
Then I broke my own heart
I was tricked by my mind
In the darkness came truth
As I opened my eyes
My heart beating fast
From the raging desire
Though I run from you
I’m still burned by it’s fire
Any chance you were there
And woke the same way
In the light of the morning
On this very same day
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2025
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