All That I Have

A needle so sharp, curved and true, 

thick black thread ready to pull through. 

As I sit and reflect.. I count all the times, 

my heart has broken and Ive stitched in the lines. 

The first time was hard, a bittersweet fight, 

I was young and alone lost in the night. 

Nothing could prepare me for the hardships ensued,

 but the good times were great, our hips seemed to be glued. 

It was sudden and quick my heart broke in two, 

so I did the only thing I knew how to do. 

I grabbed that needle and tied in the thread, 

I stitched back together my heart full of lead. 

As time went on the bindings held strong, 

but second love came quickly and didn’t last long. 

Now shattered again this time the pieces were small, 

I gave it my everything I put in my all. 

Just like the last this night seemed so cold, 

its better to have loved and lost… or so I am told. 

Now like before the needle I grab, 

I collect my fragmented heart, at it I stab. 

Weaving and crossing making sure to hold tight, 

I got through this before Ill be alright. 

I collect all the pieces and stitch them as one, 

I can’t do this any longer I think I am done. 

Now this pattern seemed to replay itself, 

until one day I placed my heart on the shelf. 

The pain was too much I could not take anymore, 

why put out my heart when it ends on the floor? 

Many moons had come and gone, 

many nights I watched become dawn. 

I was content and happy, until I met you, 

you cast me a spell with your seductive voodoo. 

Frantically now I search through the shelves, 

immediately we were able to be our true selves. 

Once I have it and dust off the sand, 

I ask you, “Please, hold out your hands.” 

Slowly you raise them side by side, 

a single tear falls from your eyes opened wide. 

“I know its tattered, stitched and sad, 

but I want you to have it, its all that I have. 

I’ve never given this to anyone before, 

even then it ends up in pieces on the floor. 

Please keep it safe, my dearest friend, 

and I’ll continue to love you until then end.”

Reviews

[Misty Blue Eyes]

i had to read this twice to make sure i read it right.. wow this is how i have felt so many times..

[Angela]

Again, ravishingly beautiful. The fluidity was incredible and the metaphor amazing. I wish I had written this. Love, Love, Love it! Such raw feel.

[Alexis]

The rhythm of this poem was very nice. I also thought that your rhyming seemed to fit perfectly and you made it look like it's really easy. I felt like I could somewhat relate to this poem. It was sad, but I loved it. Great job!