It Hurts
Tonight screams layered heartbearts
Then you were messaged with frequent beats
Is it beating you? Won't you understand
Will you even stand?
Look back in the mirror, there's nothing to see
Except you walking away, from me
Though, if I may, resolve isn't what was intended
Negates the passion between us
The love that bury's beneath forgiveness
Have I ever, my heart, denied your prosperity
It laughs. Ah, yes. At a loss of perspective
you've indeed no clarity
Because it hurts, this experience
Pain is temporal though makes such difference
© 2018 Courtney Grant