My heart...
feels like a playground these days
one upon which fools gather..
to romp and play-
not a care have they..
or seek to heed
that which it holds...
what it is it needs-
just to take ..
what they want..what they can use
not seeing the grief caused...
the pain....or abuse.
My heart holds more
then it should even now..
but why must it now and always..
be used as a playground..............
~Candyce~
