"Poetry of the Past" Part 4

Written on Nov 17, 2009

"My Heart on my Sleeve"

I wear my heart on my sleeve,
its a burden to me,
I carry with the utmost security,
till I fall in love,
and its all down hill from there.
I drop my guard,
and begin to care.
I drop my heart,
for you to step on,
and I wait for the day when,
you will be gone.
And once you've left,
I pick up the pieces of the heart you shattered,
put it back where it belongs,
like it never even mattered,
because it never did to you,
and it never will,
yet, my heart on my sleeve,
I wear it still.

Written Sep 17, 2009

"A Light in the Darkness"

My blood runs cold.
You leave me where I lie.
In this God forsaken place,
you left me here to die.
As my skin grows pale,
and my tears run dry,
all goes dark.
I shut my eyes.

But I'm under cover,
something other than the night.
On wings he carries me,
and we begin to fly.
The past is forgotten,
the pain, it subsides.
I found a light in the darkness,
the darkness can't hurt me tonight.

Written on Aug 28, 2009

"Resillient Heart"

If I could put my heart up on a pedestal,
keep it turned to stone,
then I would be just like you,
then I would be alone.
So far my chest is an empty hole,
only pieces and fragments remain,
of the heart that used to be there,
now dumped down the drain.
Turn the garbage disposal on,
watch as the blades tear and shred,
a heart so broken already,
it barely even bled.
But a heart has a secret ability,
a talent all of its own.
It can heal itself in repetition,
make itself whole.
A secret you would have never known,
had it not been hurt before.
but thats the risk we take
when we open the next door.
We do not determine our fates,
fate is whatever is meant to be.
In the end maybe it all will make sense,
when our mind, body and spirit is free.
But the heart still beats,
still grows inside.
Even when we give up hope,
the heart brings itself back to life.