I have a weeping heart
looking at people
I can’t help
holding my head down
so my face can’t be seen
I’m overwhelmed
with sadness
I’m trying hard
some would say
it’s the minimum amount
these words come from
a dead heart
that wants the life
from mine
my heart weeps
for the ones
I can’t reach
my heart weeps
for those
who can’t word
their words to speak
I weep for the things
I can’t speak about
I’m going to
become a superhero
so I can have a
shield to cover my heart
my heart cries
drowning me
on the inside
my heart is lost
searching for a beat it once had
a lot of hearts
have no rhythm
because it was stolen
if Bob the Builder
can’t fix it
then I don’t know
who can
is this love in the air
I can’t smell it
maybe my nose is stopped up
that wasn’t an arrow
I think a bed bug bit me
they bit him too
I can’t cook a romantic dinner
it’s the end of the month
love can take a rain check
I’m setting the mood
I’m the Valentine’s Day Scrooge
I used to love
using my moves
but the rules have changed and V-Day just ain’t the same
Happy V-Day to all
I hope bed bugs don’t bite you as they bit me
