The Weakness In Me Poem by denice logan

To you whom i compare to one season
You that i compare to spring
The weakness in me
You that i compare to roses
You that i compare to colour red
The weakness in me

To you whom my heart broke for and mend itself back to shape for
You whom i have shared tears for with heart rending sorbs, for when you where in pain
You whom my heart gives incentives to
The weakness in me

I wake up and do the daily routine
I wake up and think of you
You who's face crack mirrors
The weakness in me