Drifting,
Sinking,
Lonely is the broken heart,
For it breaks inside a persons soul,
Deep within their guarded gates.
In a world so full of hate,
I stare,
Watching the twisted days go by,
As the gates turn to ice.
I watch them freeze the blood as they break one another,
Blaming the other when in all truth,
They have only themselves to blame,
For they chose to stay.
They chose to.
Casandra Vice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stray-15/
