Take my heart

Take my heart

A Poem by ron

Take my heart

 



 

If I took that leap and showed you what the shadows hid from life,

would you have noticed me,

would you have seen more than I was,

could you have felt my heart beat?

 

I watched you cry from each heartbreak,

but all I did was reach out from the shadows,

hidden by my own shroud that never let you see me,

behind another empty face in the crowd.

 

I was the silent blanket you never knew you had.

 

I was the one who wanted to comfort you,

but my own fear of exposure kept me in the dark,

kept me in the shadows,

kept me hidden from you.

 

The words,

“too late”

seems too late and never enough.

 

If you ever need a faceless blanket to comfort you,

to hold your heart safe,

look in the crowd of empty faces,

for the one with tears in his eyes,

and know they look back,

loving you.

 

So I walk in the shadows of empty faces in the crowd,

and watch after your heart.

 

The back streets and allies of your heart,

is where I live.

 

It is there that I feel safe,

safe from letting you down.

 

 

© 2014 ron


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Nicely written Ron, this reminds me of Milton's words "They also serve who only stand and wait."
Edits I noticed.
I was the one who wanted to comforted you (comfort)
"to late" (too)

Posted 9 Years Ago


ron

9 Years Ago

Thank you Nole. I changed the typos you showed me.
Ugh. This was powerful, Ron. Kind of felt like a punch in the gut, only, one that is self inflicted. Amazing. I have missed your work. xo :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


ron

9 Years Ago

Thank you Madalyn...sorry about the punch in the gut ;)
I have missed you to. Guess I have bee.. read more

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