My heart is heavy
Heavy with pain
Which I cannot levy
Because of the stain
Does it always have to be like this
Was I bound to have this cup of tea
Love?? Is this?
Why do I always have to be with a plea
Loving you was one mistake
Which I thought was heavenly made
Left everything at stake
For a rose flower bed
Am now feeling your thorns
As they tear my once wounded cardia
Your deep claws ripping my love
A love that was never bound to be.
By Oduor joshua