love and fear

This poem explain my fear in giving my heart to someone

I'm scared of love like a little kid with the dark.

I'm scared of my fragile heart.

The idea and magnitude of two hearts combined, 

imperfectly connected twisted and intertwined.

I know if one pulls apart it will entangle the other,

bringing it closer before ripping and taking.

I've seen couples with hopeful hearts breaking.

People get too connected and try to make a person into a home,

but homes stay planted as people start to roam.

A house is planted in the ground while a person demands to be free,

and with freedom I'm scared nobody will choose to stay with me.

I often wonder what they'll take when they leave. 

I imagine it like a basket missing the final weave,

and like that basket I will slowly start to unwind.

This is why I think love is unkind.

Author's Note

let me know what you think of the flow

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

You've got great flow with the ink. It speaks of the questions and trepidations of sticking one's heart on the line. It takes courage at times, and sometimes it fails, but the experience teaches us and we grow from those moments. The journey is a stream of light and dark and as we walk in life, we weave them to create something good.

Nicely writen!
Aaron - Wolfwind

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

This is a great piece, with a very honest message. The flow was very much on point. Well done!