My Heart Is Gone

Why keep going when it’s never enough?

All burnt up as I try to stay tough

Still keep pushing on and on

Thinking that, of course, nothing will go wrong

Even as the sky falls down

Letting me know with a glowering frown

As all I have is certainly all gone
N
ot just because of this wretched bond

Deciding to ignore that of you, I’m more than just fond

 

Why do I read things that make me write poetry like this?