If you could take a Q-tip and clean my heart <br />you'd find 19 years of dark, ugly spider veins. <br />Traveling in the most unpredictable pattern. <br />Paths of questions and sorrow, doubt and pain, <br />broken promises and tears, debt and regret. <br />The residue is black and lifeless - no longer the color of blood. <br />It is sticky tar - hard to remove; <br />leaving its mark on anything it touches.<br /><br />Sasafrass Lovejoy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-29/
