Love and hate,
locked in the same cage.
When keys meet heart,
we fall apart.
Why so cruel?
What smile hide,
tears heal.
That's what I feel.
A short poem on how things tend to fall apart the more we try to get them together. Sometimes we die in guilt and sometimes we move on but the wounds are never healed completely. The more we try to find cure the deeper it gets, and tears are the only comfort we end up bringing us in.
