The Worst IronyA Poem by Choosing Life
Jaded- my heart waits… Needing to be loved but afraid to receive Not really able to believe that love is out there for me. Too many times I did see, a glimpse of what I hoped would be. Came so foolishly close to something real. I emptied my soul until it was completely revealed. Making sure my love was something that he could feel. Gave him hands in hope to build. Yet, came destruction of a trusting being She was left on her last breath, clinging. Left with her heart barely beating. Left no longer bent on believing… Souls that come to be misleading. She found herself alone and grieving. Thinking, "maybe love isn’t meant." And maybe the years passed were just idly spent. Afraid- her heart finds no rest. She often frets over her heart’s regrets And it is all appears so clear in retrospect. Years of hurt mixed with neglect Makes her fear what’s sure to come next. So she runs, keeping ahead just one step From the hand of one that hopes to get Closer than the last one did. Jaded-my heart waits… Afraid to make a mistake. Knowing how easily it can break… And still it waits because it needs The very thing I refuse to let in… © 2008 Choosing Life |
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1 Review Added on March 5, 2008 AuthorChoosing LifeCloser To Me...Nearer to TheeAboutI work and go to school fulltime so sometimes I have to post and run. It is just me and my little Yorkie, Prissy~ I could say more but no need... Read me and know me... Be Well. If you just must kno.. more..Writing
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