There’s too much heartbreak in people’s lives Souring our moods Changing us from ourselves Love only made me vulnerable Love only made me stupid Love only made me open to pain I am not ready to feel that pain I am not ready to feel that stupid I am not ready to feel that vulnerable I am not ready to feel love
We lay in a bed Hopefully surrounded by those we love By those who love us We close our eyes We breathe in But not out What comes next? Darkness? A skeletal hand guiding us? A scale? Perhaps a boat rowing us over the river Styx Or maybe, it’s another life Whatever it is I’m ready to take that leap But not quite yet
At midnight my mind switches From me To honesty I drop the facade and reveal myself I give out the truth No sugarcoat Just the bitter truth And the truth is: I don’t care
They say that if you need to know about love Ask a poet They’re supposed to know all about it But how can I know everything About something That I’ve only experienced once?