|
Menu
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
My Heart
Contributed by
ElliotRS
on
Friday, 5th May 2006 @ 09:56:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
|
My heart is like my best friend, It's there for me when I ache, And it will be there for me in the end. My life will be over now and I will start a new one soon, My heart will never be the same but now it's ready to bloom, Bloom into something that it's never been before, Something that will not be a window but rather an open door. In my old life, I would drown in my sleep, But with this new heart I will stay afloat because my heart is now filled. Filled with this hate I had for myself, Now I no longer hold on to love, Now it's collecting dust on my shelf. On the shelf you will never find my new heart, Even when my eyes leak like a sieve and I begin, Begin to fall apart, It will be there 'till the end, And it will be there for my new start. But please remember one thing, I cannot wear my heart on my sleeve, Because a heart is not real, It is just an escape goat for our scarring troubles of youth.
Copyright ©
ElliotRS
... [
2006-05-05 21:56:14] (Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment. That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: My Heart
(User Rating: 1 ) by The_Young_Poet on
Friday, 5th May 2006 @ 10:38:13 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
kind of sad, but i like it, good job |
|
|
|