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Your warmth can thaw
the ice that wrapped itself in
thick sheets around my heart

But frost scathes and
scars can't be melted
An alteration from my previous poem.
h e
You always believed
yourself to have powers
to thaw the ice
that wrapped itself
in thick sheets
around my heart
I always thought
they were impenetrable
but true as told
your superpowers worked
like magic
or really bad voodoo
because I didn't like
the way you led
yourself into the heart
I meant to keep inside
my chest alone
and unoccupied
and just left there
in my chest- the only
place it's ever
going to be in

How do you make yourself
comfortable in
my heart when I
myself am not comfortable
nor confident it can
keep a beautiful person
like you

I want my heart to stay
the way it was
before anything involving
you had ever even occurred
because my heart
belongs only to my
hollow chest
that had kept it for long
from warmth
people like you carry
and your warm smile
and warm eyes
and warm touch
are not enough to
cover yourself
from the coldness that
is my heart so
best keep away
than freeze
in a forever
that will do you no good
The title was supposed to be [s h e] to make it a POV of a guy but it works both ways so why not turn it to [h e], right? This was inspired by my friend's work [s u n s u m] and the line "It's too cold for you here." from the song [s w e a t e r - w e a t h e r] by [t h e - n e i g h b o r h o o d]
Would it be better
If you loved me just a bit
Not this much it kills
I feel so down
w e
But like the island and the sea
We aren't meant to be
You were all over and around me
Still I'm alone as alone can be
---
This is a downward spiral I'm falling into
You can try to pick and pull and force me up
Then stop
Because all you do is try
Originally ends with 'because you only ever try'.
---
You can choose
to be made of steel
But I'll fall for you
anyway

If I have to lose
everything, I will
But you'll still ask me to
stay away
HAHAHA
---
Ask me
Why I love sun shines so much
And hate it when the earth and rain drops touch

Then *tell me

The rain doesn't resemble tears
And the dark sky doesn't almost reflect my fears
That I don't need the sun to dry my eyes
And I don't need the day to muffle my cries
I wrote this during our Anthro class. I was so bored.
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