Stop! Thief!

I used to have a heart, asoul,

A spirit filled with promisethat was

Blind to passion's overfill, theoverkill

That cuts the vein and

Lays it open 'til the flow

Of heavy blood has paid thetoll,

And the heart is starved ofprecious life

Drowning in a sea of pain.

 

I was happily naive,

Exuberantly overjoyed

Until you made your entrancelike

An actor walking on a stage;

Pondering your audience,

Lines rehearsed, emotionspackaged

Waiting for the moment to

Unleash your frightening fitsof rage.

 

You came stalking with intent

Leaving my heart filled withgrief,

And then you stole myinnocence

As if you were a commonthief.