Your words are so delicate
So beautiful
So sweet.
They cover my heart in a warm blanket
That somehow seeps through the iron walls surrounding.
I don't want this
I don't want this.
After that day all I had was myself
But I don't want it to be that way.
I don't want to be alone.
But do I want you?
Yes, I do.
But I can't risk another broken heart.
I'm afraid to give you a second chance.
I don't want this
I don't want this.
My heart screams inside
The pain pounding in my ears
Ringing in my skull.
I pretend to be happy though I am dying inside.
I feel so stupid
To believe all those lies.
But each day I fall for them again and again.
I don't want this
I don't want this.
I only wish I could tell you how I feel.
But my words are forbidden
A burden they would be on your soul.
On your mind.
On your heart.
I don't want this
I don't want this.
I only wish you would tell me how you feel.
You confuse me each day with your words.
You have another
Yet you confess these things day by day.
I wonder if you miss me.
I wonder if you even care for me like you used to.
But I think no, you don't.
If you did, would you ever have left in the first place?
Would you ever have found another.
I don't want this
I don't want this.
I want to say
Make your choice
But I could never do that to you.
I want to say
I love you
I love you
But I could never do that to you.
I want to tell you
That there will never be anyone like you
That you are my only one
But I could never do that to you.
And even so
I still want you to choose
But even then
I don't.
I don't need proof that I am no longer your only one.
I don't want this.
I don't want this.
i am the wallpaper
the uglyness is consuming
i cling to the only thing i've ever known
wood
people walk in
i go unnoticed
i will be painted over
i will be replaced
no one will ever know
that i was there
that wallpaper
perfect white
with small little roses
i have turned yellow
and cracked
faded
and dry
so invisible
i will be painted over
i will be replaced
no one will ever know
a heart whole
is a heart anonymous
looking through windows
cracks
openings
eyes wide open
though never quite seeing
a heart whole
is a heart stationary
standing in a park
museum
monument
watching people pass by
though never passing with them
a heart whole
is a heart untouched
no scratches
fingerprints
cracks
available to touch
though never being handled
a heart whole
is a heart light
nothing heavy
burdensome
weighting
made of feathers
though never flying
a heart broken
cracked
shattered
shot
is a heart real
looking and always seeing
watching and always passing with others
available and always handled
made of feathers and always strong as stone
a heart such as this
is always fixed
though never whole
and it is always the cracks
holes
scratches
that remain when repaired
a heart fixed
is a heart renewed
looking for new things to see
watching for new people to pass with
available to new touch
light and heavy at the same time.
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