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Heart of Silver Apr 2018
I've got a crayon in my hand,
a color for every lost syllable
There's a brightly scribbled drawing
to make my mouth and head reconcilable
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
There's a heart inside my chest,
nestled snugly between my ribs
As you might've guessed

It's a warm, warm heart
Those hands of yours
will tear it apart


Each thump will make it ooze a little more
That rotting thing from which endless blood pours
Jagged bits of glass buried deep, so deep
and over broken edges the sticky bits of muscle seep


The ever-so-helpful-you digs your fingers straight in
to claw out the offending shards that pierce my skin
Now removed my open wounds have time to heal
And my less-damaged heart begins to kind of feel


They sew with shimmery thread
Gently stitching my wounds together
instead of leaving me for dead
The original draft of "Heart of Gold".

I haven't written in a bit, so I felt like posting this. :)
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
My heart
My warm, warm heart
with every thump it bleeds a little more
This rotting chunk of flesh
covered in oozing sores


There's a couple bits of glass
buried deep into my flesh
little bits of muscle
seep over the
shards that dig into my heart
my warm, warm heart
and it's
sharp, sharp glass

A heart can't beat around glass


Take matters into your own hands
love
take my heart into your hands
and dig those fingers in
ever-so-roughly
pull out every piece you find
each offending frgament
it hurts
hey, it hurts a lot
you remove the glass from my heart
with your blood-stained hands
my blood
....or?
each piece falls to the ground
you throw them away
and my heart begins to
beat again
I begin to
feel again


Her hands like silk
and her
gleaming sunshine smile
and her
familiarly exotic tongue
I know people who can sew with
the prettiest golden thread
and heal with
the most compassionate of eyes
while simultaneously laughing the
most vivacious laugh
and each shared laugh stitches a new
cut on my skin 
and I begin to heal again 
The scars do not stand out
and instead those shimmery strands
gleam proudly
showing off my newly constructed
golden heart


Silver, silver, silver
She offers me the most beautiful of silver
the tears of the moon
Resting in my hands
or my pocket
Golden thread is very weak
and so are humans
What
to
do?
Temptation is a *****
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
All I have is the sound of lost waves in my head
Oh! It's such a shame!

Not a song, a memory, a glimpse into this other world
Even, to my name.
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
Down down down under the sea
There, right there, amongst the waters and the sands
A mermaid of unimaginable beauty fled her homeland

An eye for an eye, heart for heart, two lovers wouldn't be torn apart
To join a man above the waves, a precious treasure, she gave
This impossible trade the mermaid made?
She gave her tongue for legs so she might walk by his side
In a world with words she couldn't speak, lived the mute bride

~~~

She lived with bubbles beneath her tongue
and the sound of ocean in her ears
And yet, despite her rightful bloodline
A desert is where she'd spent her years

The hair of a siren, with a voice like their song
but the legs of a woman.. it was wrong, so wrong
Her exotic, other-wordly looks, a sailor boy found striking
And his familiar scent of salty breeze gave her a liking


Trailing calloused fingers through silky siren strands
The sailor murmurs to his lover, "What would you do for me?"

"I would leave my homeland"


The tang on his skin of a home she's never seen, erase her troubles
Giggling sweetly, she asks him, "And for me, my sweet, love?"

He could pop her bubbles
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
I can feel the bricks I laid myself
I beg you, say you put some here too
Don't let me take all the blame
It's so much easier to put some on you



Take me when I'm desperate
Take me when I'm crying
I'll write messages of desperation and then send them flying


Look at 'em go, are you happy now?
Tear-stained paper planes.. are they found found found?

Spit covered, blood smothered, letters in ****** condition
I've been trying, talking night after night, do you even listen?


Smashing little fists against bricks desperately
Aching knuckles and broken skin is all that's left of me
I've never gotten a letter back
I've never heard you respond
Sometimes I feel this is a bit of a one sided bond


How do expect me to love someone who never visits?
I've tried so hard to do so, but all I can do is believe you exist...


Take me out of this garden before I climb the wall myself
I'll fold each limb meticulously
and leap out of this barren hell
Oh god.

Okay, I feel this one is a bit more... accurate then my previous attempt?? idk
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
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Naked from my mother's womb I came
not a sin to my name, so insignificant
Naked from my father's bones I came
Little Eve was born an innocent


Adam walked around like he was the first man on Earth
He called himself the image of God, tried to diminish my worth
You tried to tempt me as a snake but now I'm on alert
No matter what you say you're still made from the dirt

Welcome to the Garden of Eden!
We tried as hard as possible, its still filled with heathens
Look at Adam, look at Eve
Won’t be long now till they’re forced to leave
Geez, this was meant to be longer. Sorry! ^^''
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