Broken Love

Crying does no good,
Unless it helps to vent your feelings.
Damn the one that causes this pain.
Damn the one who makes my heart strain.
Love is a vile fantasy
Evermore keeping reminders,
Bareable only to the most strong.
Everything but love lasts long.
Are my feelings useless?
Rememberance in inevitable.


This poem was written on June 1st, 1999