My eyes and ears are henchmen of my heart, Noticing the glowing features of another girl. Bringing my heart s attention to her, Only to crush the feelings for the other girl beneath this New, beautiful, faux love. If I could escape it s dominating captivity, I would rip it from my chest and throw it as far away as possible. I am its slave though, And I am powerless to do anything about it. This burden on my heart, It feels like 100 pounds tugging at my soul.
Confusion sets the night ablaze.
I can t sleep. I see her when I close my eyes. Her tears are collecting in a pool at my feet. My vision is blurred by obscure beauty in the corner of my eye. 200 pounds weigh down my heart with no hope for release.