Lust, Love, Hate, Pain Poem by freya busby

The boat rocks heart's clock,
time goes by but does not fly
hate, pain are they really that different
pain, lust they aren't far from heaven.
laying in the cold watching nothing but clouds
feeling forsaken from yourself
no-one to talk to everyone's so far
you heart dies slowly away from a tart.
But really what I'm saying is love is not what we all think
love is near don't let your heart sink
hate is no heaven but it could be like hell
for all I know its not that swell.
Pain is forever swimming around
but why should we care for nothing is well?
death will take over and will kill us slowly,
but the thing I hate is dying
lonely.