Pieces-Of-My-Heart

Such satisfaction gained from all this lust, too soon will fade like other memories; the things you keep are best to earn your trust, I wish them mine, though this can never be. I scorn the fools that have the things I want, a yearning builds inside that I can't hide; forgive me if I come across to blunt, I'm covetous of things on every side. I am not satisfied with what I own, those things of yours I covet even more; consuming envy took the life I'd known, 'till I no longer knew what life was for. At least I've kept my youth, you can't deny, flights of angels have not the beauty I... © 2017   David Rogers