Ian's Writing
 
Home
Fiction
Poetry
 

Broke

Blind to thought, blind to reason,
Is when I committed my worst treason.

I went too far, I pushed too hard,
Now our love is just a shard.

I let you down, I broke your trust,
Now everything is going to bust.

Disgust with me, anger too,
Are things I deserve more than you.

You can't make someone love you,
It takes a lot of work.

But to make someone hate you,
That is easier than I thought.

 
 
Copyright 2008. All Rights Reserved.