If home is where the heart is
And you find yourself on the streets
I’d be glad to break my heart in half
So that you could have a piece
I’ll give you my whole guest room
It’s down the hall from my arteries
I’ll give you food and oxygen
Even take a house key if you need
I hope that you enjoy your stay
And accept my offerings
I don’t care when or where you go
Just so long as you don’t leave
My mind is a repulsive place
You might be better off on the street
Than swimming through my synapses
And believing what you see
The world outside my beating heart
Is more dangerous than you think
So please leave good enough alone
And promise not to leave
Finding out the truth about
Who I claim to be
Could end up being worse for you
Than it ever was for me
Nevertheless I’d dare to love
You are so dear to me
But no matter what you’d do or say
I would never set you free
My blood type is B negative
And no matter what I do
I’ll never be an optimist
Or anything like you
I’m offering you a part of me
So now you have to make
A choice to enter my home and take my heart
Or choose to let it break
So if I give you this bit of myself
I’ll need you to promise me
Not to stray too far from home
Or ever try to leave
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
If home is where the heart is
And you find yourself on the streets
I’d be glad to break my heart in half
So that you could have a piece
I’ll give you my whole guest room
It’s down the hall from my arteries
I’ll give you food and oxygen
Even take a house key if you need
I hope that you enjoy your stay
And accept my offerings
I don’t care when or where you go
Just so long as you don’t leave
My mind is a repulsive place
You might be better off on the street
Than swimming through my synapses
And believing what you see
The world outside my beating heart
Is more dangerous than you think
So please leave good enough alone
And promise not to leave
Finding out the truth about
Who I claim to be
Could end up being worse for you
Than it ever was for me
Nevertheless I’d dare to love
You are so dear to me
But no matter what you’d do or say
I would never set you free
My blood type is B negative
And no matter what I do
I’ll never be an optimist
Or anything like you
I’m offering you a part of me
So now you have to make
A choice to enter my home and take my heart
Or choose to let it break
So if I give you this bit of myself
I’ll need you to promise me
Not to stray too far from home
Or ever try to leave
I'm not quite sure what I was going through at the time that I wrote this one, but I had just received a book full of idioms and cliches. It was the perfect writing prompt for me. I'd take a cliche and turn it around like a puzzle piece until the fire of a deeper meaning was ignited in my mind. Anyway, this was me writing about how sometimes we hurt the ones we love most by keeping secrets. My mind is a place I often consider forbidden grounds due to the nature of the thoughts therein. Unfortunately, I often forget that when I follow my heart blindly, I lose sight of what's really important. So, yeah. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't follow your heart without consulting the truth first. In my case- my heart is deceitful above all else and blindly following it will get me nowhere good really quickly.
Side note- B-Negative is actually a real blood type! Who knew?
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