My Heart Poem by Amanda Shelton

Can you feel what my heart feels for you?
I seek what I can not have, leaving my heart bitter and without.

I can't pick up my heart off the ground in front of my feet, it has gone rotten and started to decay. I can see the bugs all ready coming to eat all of it away. Digging and eating what is left of my bitter heart. Leaving nothing in it's place. Knowing my heart has but moments left. I cover it with my own dismay, and with it's last beat I see my own decay, and bitterness I wish would not stay.