Abuse

I'm not entirely sure what to say about this poem. I'm not exactly sure why I wrote it. haha

A broken heart,

Not one easily mended.

If it were not you,

Of course I would not have been offended.

I gave you my heart,

You gave me your love,

But what that is worth

Is the opposite of the stars from above.

I thought I loved you,

I thought it to be true,

But what you have done to me

Has got me feeling..abused.

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

Interesting in the sense that if it were not "you", as opposed to perhaps others that may have done the same. The wondrous joys of love, that most tumultuous of ardent emotions - as if it does not abuse us enough without the help of the one we love....

[Mel]

This is a good read. The rhyming scheme that you used was good, and the poem quietly hurts you because you feel so sorry for the narrator. Nice!