His EXodus

His EXodus

A Poem by J.S. Scot

Where do you go
When there's nothing left
No Idea what's right

Look into 'er big brown eyes
Say what pumps through y' heart

I love you no more,
but I hate you no less
oh sweet lady of mine
we gave it our best

Her eyes turn to seas
from that storm of words
Your heart breaks for her
Yet your mind still burns

Mindlessly, continue with the storm
for heart won't find easy shelter
She needs to hear this, right?
What's left, nothing to help her

I love you no more,
but I hate you no less
oh sweet lady of mine
we gave it our best

She yells, she screams, Why?
a simple explanation is in order
it's me, not you
Your almost at the border

Broken, she ask for last kiss
You knew that was all she had left
But it wasn't right
it's not your heart to theft

I love you no more,
but I hate you no less
oh sweet lady of mine
we gave it our best


© 2014 J.S. Scot


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Added on October 2, 2014
Last Updated on October 2, 2014