Hearteche Poem by Tissa Calvert

all I have is emptyness,
something that can never be filt in
and is felt when everything ends

heartache every night
led me back to when everything was right
When we never even had one fight.

Now my world fades
and I must be mistaken
cause I never could be taken
When the heartache fell in
Now I know you must have sin.

heartache is when someone hates,
That is when it all fades and even aches,
heartache is nothing fun
But it looks like my heartache won.