I Killed My Heart Before It Could Kill Me

~ Frank Solanki

I am a murderer
But what am I to do?
My heart had powers
To love and be loved too
But things never stay
The way you want them to
Everything fades away
But pain follows you

I took the dreaded step
Smothered the red beast
Do I regret it now?
No, not in the least
I changed my hat
I moved further east
Sometimes I am haunted
By ghosts of deceased

You know who I am
I’m free from the pain
You know who I am
Swimming in the stains
I am a ghost
I can’t complain
I am a ghost
Ever and again

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Published by Frank Solanki

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