If I had a heart full of liquid I could pour you a cup of my pain and heartaches...
My highs and
....................my lows
If my heart was full of liquids I could pour you a cup and let you sip on thee taste of rejection that is permantely lodged in my taste buds
If my heart was full of liquids I could allow you to drink my blood stain juices of lies and deception
from lovers, loved ones and friends
If my heart was a liquid I could pour that cup down the drain and pour a fresh cup
complete with new emotions and feelings.
If my heart was a liquid I would pour you a pitcher of weakness, fears and doubts
All hidden behind the facade of their polar opposities..
If my heart was a liquid everytime someone spit me out from their disgust at my taste I could easily grab a Bounty sheet and clean up the mess they left behind
S c a t t e r e d pieces and confused splatters
But....


my heart isn't a liquid
Its a solid block of concrete
Full of cracks and worn spots from heavy
footsteps stomping on it over the years
So I'm sorry its impossible for me to pour my heart out to you now
You maybe should've caught be before
this block was created
Molded
Hardened
And maintained...