Sunday, March 16, 2014

Broken Glass- a poem by K.N. Lee

Broken Glass
K.N. Lee

Little pieces of broken glass
And unsung songs
I clutch the glass
Blood drips 
With the sting of untold wrongs
He loves me 
He hates me too
But I love him more
Than I love you
A heart ripped
Lips part
Lies snipped
The secrets bleed
The guilt feeds
A desperate attempt
To forget my greed
I love him
I love you too
How can I choose? 
When it is certain
That I will lose...