You Poisioned My Heart: Poem by Sherry Painter

You poisoned my heart,
With all you're lies,
And you're deceiving ways.

Tell me this;
Was it necessary?
To poison my heart,
My vary heart that I gave you to hold,
To take care of.

Was it necessary?
To go behind my back
Why couldn't you just rip my heart out right in front of me?

When I think of it,
You had ripped it out,
Right here in front of me, right in front of my eyes
It had only tock in the pain this long to catch-up with me,
My heart.

My heart,
Who knows what's going to happen to it now,
God only knows.

Made this new realization is not to end things,
But to reborn them,
So, instead of an ending,
This is a new beginning...