The Trodden Path to a Broken Heart

second attempt at drunken poetry)

Eyes that pierce deep into the heart,

But what eyes have blades that do not desire pain,

Compassion that is of trickery,

Lust upon first impressions,

All is the trodden path to a broken heart

Should not love take upon a form that is hard to acquire,

An experience difficult to develop,

There may be love at first sight,

But never trust it to be true.