This is a poem I wrote over the summer which I thought was crap until I had to read it in my creative writing class. I warn you it's very emo and depressing,just like me. By the by, the title means The Pain of Love to Infinity. Enjoy.
Dolor Amorum ad Infinitum
The cycle starts anew, I drift about
In a desperate search for a way out
Each time my shell cracks open for someone
And to air out that vacuum called a heart
That someone lures me and tears it apart
I must be on my third heart by this point
Then walls I erect, with hate I anoint
With charms to ward off all human emotion
But it returns, still, like tides of the ocean
Yet still I resist, I try to be numb
Feelings or none, I will not have much fun
Thus my best plan is to think like a snake
Cold-blooded, emotionless, no heartache
So I'll slither away until someone who
Returns me back to the cycle anew.
Dolor Amorum ad Infinitum
The cycle starts anew, I drift about
In a desperate search for a way out
Each time my shell cracks open for someone
And to air out that vacuum called a heart
That someone lures me and tears it apart
I must be on my third heart by this point
Then walls I erect, with hate I anoint
With charms to ward off all human emotion
But it returns, still, like tides of the ocean
Yet still I resist, I try to be numb
Feelings or none, I will not have much fun
Thus my best plan is to think like a snake
Cold-blooded, emotionless, no heartache
So I'll slither away until someone who
Returns me back to the cycle anew.