How do you insulate
your heart from the pain,
when a loved one,
can not find the time,
in their life or heart,
to be there when you need?
How thick is blood,
how thick is water?
Who will lend
that helping hand
when needed most.
I go through life
and give all I can,
to the one's I love,
praying in some way,
I might receive some
karma back my way someday.
Embittered hearts
pump poison.
Neglected hearts
pump privation.
Abandon hearts
pump alone,
providing life
meaninglessly.
