Tired (Ii) Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Found A hole in the middle of my heart
my soul begun bleeding
damaged and in need of healing
from these painful thoughts
lord you know i've tried
Apart of me just broken down and cried


tired of unloving actions
Haven't guaranteed me satisfaction
Don't understand why you so insecure
Heart must feel guilt, i'm out the door
never to return or be seen again
Don't know why or remember when
Things begun to shake and crumble
Upset but I remain humbled
Just wishing things were more simple

a little of your time
is only what I ask
it isn't, it wasn't, it ain't never going to be
you ain't ever got to worry about me
things you've said went straight to my head
who would've known you'd leave me for dead
but that was just the lonely talking again
we could've built a future of a love that can win
take good care of my heart
And i'll take care of you
But you didn't mean a thing
try and play the crying game
And expect me to remain
then you must be insane
because i've given my heart unto you
I believed your words to be true
i'm gone nothing you say can undo
just what I feel
So realize this time, it's got to be real