Knock, KnockA Poem by Tristan E
i'm hard to love
i've seen so many people walk in, try, and walk out to figure that out so, i am officially closed for business that is, until you knocked and knocked and kept knocking and since i am a pushover i came out to meet you i told you you can't come in what you don't seem to understand is that if i had a home i'd let you in but the only place i belong is the broken hearts club we swing baseball bats meanwhile batting our eyelashes and pursing our lips trying to obtain what we think we need needs met by ourselves and by strangers but i am scared of the dark though i am no stranger to a black eternity that i have set up for myself so i am alone you are the first light to enter in a long time stranger danger you say you are no danger but who am i to believe you? when everyone else who has come here has said the same you say you are different but who am i to believe you? when everyone else who has come here has lead me to believe the same and now time had passed and you look at me as if i am a criminal as if i have stolen something from you all i did was try to take back what you stole from me stature security stability plain same old same old until you said my name my name sounding different in your mouth your mouth on mine, feeling different than the rest restless nights thinking of you you your lies you your deceit you your skin your voice you, you, all of you maybe i broke the law because i have never broken a heart maybe i wanted to know what it felt like to be the brick and not the window pane but do you blame me? i'm hard to love i've begged so many people to stay white knuckles, knees bleeding to figure that out so, i'm shutting down © 2016 Tristan E |
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Added on June 14, 2016 Last Updated on June 14, 2016 Tags: broken heart, love, poem, poetry Author
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