As the rain outside worsens so do my fears
Of once again resorting to tears
But distress becomes too hard to bear
And again eyes and tears have to share
One tear falls starting a slippery slope
Everything is lost and I've given up all hope
My heart was left open in a vulnerable state
That item should've been guarded at any rate
My once complacent affection now sits on a shelf
Relieved of feelings circumscribing my former self
I'm a reclusive introvert again at last
Old wounds have reopened once banished to the past
Love must truly be a battlefield where people are hurt
For you've ripped out my heart and buried it deep in the dirt
Healing a heart shouldn't make pain feel any worse
Yet my love is dead and you're driving the hearse
Just fifteen years old with my heart broken twice
Have I done something wrong and am now paying the price
What's the advantage of a heart that's considered pure
If opportunity passes you by never knocking on your door
I've prayed and hoped and loved and dreamed
But what does any of that really mean
Nothing if you happen to be Jonathan Sewell
Who once again feels like some kind of fool
When all is said and done I've learned a valuable lesson
So I'll never again have to keep stressing
Love is a mirage and we see what we desire
But when all is revealed, hopes go up in a blaze of fire
Jonathan Sewell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/23-blaze-of-fire/
