Over & over again
my heart has been broken,
busted, smashed in two
by me (not you)
then tens and thousands and a million pieces.
I’ve said & I’ve said
I won’t let it be taken again,
trusted, trashed
by me (from you)
Oh the lessons & the pain are such hot diseases!
“This time it’s different,” she said,
and now instead of plodding off with
crushed spirit, reminiscing of soft hands
I’ll run as fiercely as I can,
surrender my heart
to the Iron Fist.
