Guarded Heart

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Emotional Whore - Poem by Guarded Heart

It hurts way to much,
to go through it the first time.
So when i said i'd try again,
I had faith it was the last time.

Yet i see the resurfacing,
of the one come in for the kill,
and that meddling little whore,
Covered in all her filth.

She loves to take what causes me my joy.
She plays with my life as though it were her toy.
The emotion now coming after the happiness i've found,
trying to replace it with doubt and with fear.

The uncertainty of this life is to much to bear.
Things in which i have no control over,
all because i cared

Here she comes again,
this time to worry me.
To cause me to dwell on what i can't control,
on the one thing i thought i had a hold.

Make her go away
She's trying to take my life
Then again, as much shit as i've been through
Perhaps i will welcome her knife.
Her blade is familiar to me, i've felt it before
When she cuts at my heart, and leaves me there torn.

My emotional whore works at my side
She is ever present, never dormant
And she will never rest
Until she controls my mind

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006



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