Mike Deffenbaugh
Period 3.
2-21-04
Sonnet.
Your love is stabbing me right through the heart,
you leave me on the cold stone floor to die.
It is your fault that we've been torn apart,
as I am now left on this floor I cry.
I think back to the time we were together,
to those days when our love was once so pure.
To the days when we once thought forever,
one day things changed and I was not so sure.
But one night with a knife you showed up here,
then you charged me and stabbed me through my skin.
But now I am fading away my dear,
doesn't it hurt to know that you have sinned?
Now as I fade and go away today,
it hurts because I have just been betrayed.