Sonnet
Rip out my heart, and stomp on it a bit.
Don't fret now endwhat you started to do.
Come on sweetheart I can take one last hit.
You really could have just mentioned we're through.
You have been killing me for so long babe.
Come on darling look at me, still love me?
Come here, take a look at what you have made!
This said sight of me is bringing you glee.
Cut me out of your life okut of your heart,
Now that I am bruised,battered,and screaming.
Go 'head and throw me around like a dart.
You look down at me freakishly gleaming.
Face destorted love do you want to mourn?
Yell it would be grand if I was not born!