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The heart
Is not an *****
As many think

The heart is a muscle

Does the fact that mine was crushed far too often
Make it weak
Or make it strong?
I like to think that my dad will finally change for good, but he never does. What he does always manage to do though, is crush my heart. I don't know if that strengthened it or made it weaker, that's what this poem is originally based off of, but as always please interpret to who/what you please. :)

(This note was written by a scuba diving avocado named Zamio that was an expert swimmer)
Come to me,
and
I promise you
to only feel
eternity.
Where do I find someone exactly like in my poem? :')
Hey there, sweet stranger

I see the way you hide

Bottling everything up inside

I read your words over and over

Knowing you're just on the verge

Of finally breaking apart

So let me protect your heart

I see you, sweet stranger

And all your works of art

I feel your pain deep inside

You never need to hide

Not from me
I teach my
little daughter about
things in the sea with
flippers, and I feel
like Neptune or
Posideon.
I can smell
the salty breeze.

Sometimes,
I feel like
I won the lottery.
Don't get me wrong,
I'm broke most
of the time, but
my life is rich with
golden memories, and
silver moments, built
one day at a time.
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.  A brand new video is up.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMvnUCN6Rmc
patty cake
patty cake
baker's man
in the broken mirror
i slap my own hands
blood trickles down
from my skin
please
let me in
patty cake
patty cake
baker's man
please
be my friend
while you still can
i just want to be
a normal human being
is that too much to ask?

why can't i just be
a normal human being
like everyone else

i sure wish i was
a normal human being
but i never will be
why cant i just be normal?
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