My Heart Poverty......................... Poem by christian guice

My heart is filled wit poverty it's alone i am hungry to be accepted
But my heart is filled wit poverty it speaks words of volmue but know one hears it

it's rejected.

My heart desire love and affection but it been shot in it's chest it needs reurrections.

Some say it's just a symptom but this heart is broken and steps on left on the ground unwanted......


this heart bleeds internally
My heart is filled wit poverty it's been deprived i don't know if it wants to beat anymore will it last another day to survive?

the conditions is bad ememies fightin in my veins went to my brain it blow up everything else was left was my heart and the remains.



Christian Guice