a broken window
rust upon the exterior
shards of glass jutting out to pierce
an oblivious but foolish heart
a willing victim
who self inflicts her own wounds
lost to her own convictions
yearns for companionship, to take a lover
balks at the gate
frozen by fear of failure
always repeating the past
she trusts everyone, she trusts no one
do not trust the heart
for to muffle the pain it indulges in risky behavior
while reaching out for temporary pleasure
let her procrastinate a little longer
avoid the empty hollow left my the shattering of glass
So maybe the Queen can sleep now!
2 comments:
Dear Shara,
Hope you had a wonderful day.
Take care dear...
Write more and release all the emotions out...
Love yourself.....and take good care of you...
love
bindi
Dearest Bindi,
Isn't it amazing how one can fill a page with thoughts and emotion then find that you have freed yourself from the the unhappy ones and connected forever to the happy ones!
What an amazement the written and spoken word is?
I'm learning to love myself again,
Shara
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