Cupid's bow twangs,
Broken arrows,
On my heart.
Lovely little sparrows,
Ripped apart.
I am dying.
But have no fear.
I am crying.
But shed not a tear.
I am trying.
But it's not too clear.
I am lying.
When I look in the mirror.
Death rides my soul.
Look into my eyes,
See an empty whole.
See the pain,
The fear,
The anger,
The hate.
See the strain,
From having to wait.
I deny love.
Keep it locked inside.
I defy love.
Feelings to hide.
Buried deep,
Within my being,
Notice the turmoil,
The blind are seeing.
Listen to the screams,
The deaf are hearing.
Feel the heat,
And the cold is searing.
Deep within me,
A fire burns,
Hot an' bright.
But I'm so cold,
In the midst of the night.
I breath.
So I must be alive.
But baby,
I need a breath of life.
Heal my wounds.
Pull out the knife.
I deny love.
Keep it locked inside.
I defy love.
Feelings to hide.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 9:43 AM UTC
Cupid's bow twangs,
Broken arrows,
On my heart.
Lovely little sparrows,
Ripped apart.
I am dying.
But have no fear.
I am crying.
But shed not a tear.
I am trying.
But it's not too clear.
I am lying.
When I look in the mirror.
Death rides my soul.
Look into my eyes,
See an empty whole.
See the pain,
The fear,
The anger,
The hate.
See the strain,
From having to wait.
I deny love.
Keep it locked inside.
I defy love.
Feelings to hide.
Buried deep,
Within my being,
Notice the turmoil,
The blind are seeing.
Listen to the screams,
The deaf are hearing.
Feel the heat,
And the cold is searing.
Deep within me,
A fire burns,
Hot an' bright.
But I'm so cold,
In the midst of the night.
I breath.
So I must be alive.
But baby,
I need a breath of life.
Heal my wounds.
Pull out the knife.
I deny love.
Keep it locked inside.
I defy love.
Feelings to hide.
A poem from my youth.
