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Unaware of what you're saying
You show affection
Unaware of the depth of your words
You open yourself to danger

The function of the heart is to pump blood through your body
It allows you to live
Breathe

But
If your heart becomes toxic
You no longer
Live
Breathe
Easily

Beware of the threats of choosing hearts
They can be detrimental to your everything or sometimes beneficial.
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
You are the sunrise
The warmth of every cold morning
The light that sweeps in
Unnoticed and breathtaking
The joyful beginning of everyday
Those whom see your magnificent beauty
Cherish you
While others dream of opening their eyes to see you
It is 2 AM and all i can  hear is the flickering of the light outside. That **** light. My mind is flooding with thoughts of "what if's" and "why 's". Then there is Yesterday and Tomorrow playing tug of war with Mrs Anxiety in the middle yelling at them to stop. That **** light.
My heart and my mind start debating about the real meaning of life and love and if it is really important. The mind and the heart use to be bestfriends until the mind started seeing the past. Things changed and the heart grew more anxious. The mind taunts the heart with the past. And there for taunts me. That **** light.

— The End —