Humpty Dumpty
Sat on a wall;
Humpty dumpty;
This stories not about him at all;
But rather a tale
Of a heart gone askew;
A tale of pain; broken heartedness
And nothing new
A heart bathed in blood,
In pain and misdeeds,
A heart bathed in insecurities;
And its doubts that it bleeds;
So this heart;
It was bandaged;
Fixed up but never again new;
This heart of bled tears;
all emotions did rue;
Till the faithful day it came across a wall;
A wall so high; so spiked and jagged;
It pinched and bruised and tore
The heart ragged;
But the heart did it climb
To get to the top;
It refused its beats of its pain;
And it refused to stop;
The wall it was heavy; large and stone cold;
But this heart knew this wall
That was its fears in a solid mould;
But this heart;
It was cracked; it was bleeding till dry;
Its beating was slow now;
More a whisper than a cry;
Till the heart stopped beating;
Let go and fell into the sky;
All this humpty dumpty watched from his seating;
As the heart fell to its silent lullaby;
Till the heart hit the ground;
Lay there stone still;
Without a sound;
Just wallowing in forgotten will;
And all the kings horses,
And all the kings men,
Could not put back together;
What was the hearts final end.
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 1:05 PM UTC
Humpty Dumpty
Sat on a wall;
Humpty dumpty;
This stories not about him at all;
But rather a tale
Of a heart gone askew;
A tale of pain; broken heartedness
And nothing new
A heart bathed in blood,
In pain and misdeeds,
A heart bathed in insecurities;
And its doubts that it bleeds;
So this heart;
It was bandaged;
Fixed up but never again new;
This heart of bled tears;
all emotions did rue;
Till the faithful day it came across a wall;
A wall so high; so spiked and jagged;
It pinched and bruised and tore
The heart ragged;
But the heart did it climb
To get to the top;
It refused its beats of its pain;
And it refused to stop;
The wall it was heavy; large and stone cold;
But this heart knew this wall
That was its fears in a solid mould;
But this heart;
It was cracked; it was bleeding till dry;
Its beating was slow now;
More a whisper than a cry;
Till the heart stopped beating;
Let go and fell into the sky;
All this humpty dumpty watched from his seating;
As the heart fell to its silent lullaby;
Till the heart hit the ground;
Lay there stone still;
Without a sound;
Just wallowing in forgotten will;
And all the kings horses,
And all the kings men,
Could not put back together;
What was the hearts final end.
