Illusion For The Heart

Mirror... Mirror in my chest what does my heart say on this day.

Am I up for something new?

Maybe another lie.

To say it nicely another fib that is coming my way.

Where I can open my heart to another, but not able to close the lid.

Bloody... Bloody heart where are you now are you located in my mind?

Am I wearing you on my sleeve again?

Because you are not toward the left center part of my body behind my ribs, but you are in a cage.

Will it be examined like an exhibit?

Will a hand be placed upon it where it can be fully evolved for my so call prince like ways?

Where it no longer hurts and shakes...

Where my one true princess will come kiss me emotionally and it no longer goes like a frog.

“Ribbit”

When can it work with my words and no longer break down from what it heard?

Where it can be in my universal symbol of love. That I will carry down here on earth and above.

To have no one jump on it.

My track record shows that is constantly bounces.

It is just a blood filled muscle that only weighs ten ounces.

Mirror Mirror in my heart is today the day where it will no longer be torn apart.

Where I feel that I no longer need a heart repair kit.

Where my words I can actually eat them.

Yet be shown that most of the females I have encountered, but not all of them are not full of s**t.

Will I be able to say goodbye to this mental confusion.

Dear emotion....

Will you let go of this grip on me...

Make this image in my mind and inside of my heart a reality instead of an illusion.

Can you promise me another day.

Dear heart...

Can you support me for a little while longer.

I know that I stress a lot.

I know I worry about the small things, but I feel myself getting a bit stronger.

Dear self...

Am I telling myself another lie?

Knowing that I can't satisfy this thirst and this hunger.

Am I dieing slowly and not even knowing it.

Hiding behind this poetry and acting is the only thing I can do without showing it.

Dear world...

You have broke me enough I know there is real, but for now all around me is just a game that only some survive by picking and choosing.

As for me I have a heart with a mirror in my chest that I look into a lot.

Reflection or Illusion?    

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jaded Mermaid]

I really hope you find your way out of this because you're a nice person, and you should only have to be around those who can see it.