This isn't a new poem. I just never posted it. I felt like it's just a repeat in different words of other poems I have written. I also didn't like the end of it. But when I re-read it tonight, I found what needed to be added to the end to make me like the flow. But I still feel like it's a repeat. Sharing it none the less. enjoy ~T
Shut it down
put up the walls
because what's inside
I don't like at all
Shield my face
with tears of ice
freeze them out
try to be nice
too warm, too soft, too plush
inside
to deserve anything
besides
Broken, shattered
trying to tape it back together
holding on
against this cold weather
Where I end is not where I begin
but open minds
are longed for again
open hearts lost
in the madness of this winter storm
I just want to be held
comforted, to be warm
to be loved, to be cherished
forever more.
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