After Awhile

Another poem just thrown together.

After awhile

She wears her feelings on her sleeves
Letting them blow in the wind
Hoping someone will come and take them
Beheading any sense of love she has left

So he comes and steals her heart
Making it his own to fool with
Trampling all his mite onto it
And with all his strength
He rips it into shreds
Ruining her with all pleasure and
No heart

With nothing to hold on to
No heart
Nor feelings to call her own
She walks alone
Nobody to hold her hand along the way
To tell her she will be fine
After awhile

~Jocelyn