Golden Heart

Her body aches as she runs fast and far away.

She’s finally broken from the pressure and the pain of every day.
She’s cursed herself with all the words that she’s ever heard.

Each syllable burns like fire,

and it’s worse with every word.
She cries herself to sleep at night,
Just begging to be found.

She knows that she’s in so much pain,

But she still won’t make a sound.

There’s something that you need to see,

And it truly hurts to show.

The girl I speak of is actually me,

And I can’t handle who might know.
My words are tangled.
My mind might burst.

I’m trying hard to not be seen.

I am truly scared from all I’ve heard,

My death is all they’ve dreamed.
I’m misunderstood.
I’m branded with lies.
Will I ever be cared for at all?

It doesn’t matter what words I say,

They’d much rather see me fall.

In my chest,

I hold a golden heart,

And it hurts that they cannot see.

I do not understand why I’m so punished just for being me.

I’ve struggled so long,

I’m growing weak,

All the weight has bent my spine.

I’m coming to an end,

My only friend,

It looks like I’ve reached my time.

I apologize for everything.

From this world,

I drift apart.

Brand me black with all your names,

But you’ll never touch my golden heart.

Reviews

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Words cannot describe the awesomeness of this poem. This is truly golden. That shift in the middle where the speaker admits the poem is about them is truly masterful. I wasn't expecting that and it really blew me away. You have real talent here that shines through each of these lines. Thank you for sharing, my friend.