My heart may be made of gold.

My heart may be made of gold

but

darkness runs through my veins. 

Can't you see it?

Can't you see it?

All the love I pour out

Where does it go?

What becomes of it?

My heart may be made of gold

but monsters run through my head

My heart may be made of gold

but darkness runs through my veins. 

Reviews

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Even a heart that shines with good intent and love can still have some darkness within its pulse. I really identified with this piece...awesome work.

[Elie Marie]

thank you :)

[shan337]

A very fine piece of poetry!! The heart made of gold but monsters reside in the head!! Is it only the heart that's capable of goodness while the head plans evil schemes? It's a never ending battle- the heart vs the brain!!

[Elie Marie]

to me, monsters are the brain's darkness. Not necessarily evil scheme.
thanks for the review :)

[Lenah Mehzabin]

"My heart may be made of gold
but darkness runs through my veins. "

Loved the emotions and words hidden in those short lines ."Beautiful"!

[Elie Marie]

ha thanks. those were the original lines and that's all there was.

[Lenah Mehzabin]

Welcome ..!

[Cool Girl]

Wow! Very emotional! Nicely penned:)

[Elie Marie]

thanks.... it's old lines from before made into something new and I didn't know if I liked it like this.

[Cool Girl]

You are welcome:) I like it!