~kitty~ (kiteara) wrote, @ 2003-08-25 01:05:00

Poem : Another Scar
All of the world needs balance,
All must be even in the end.
There must be some love recieved
For all the love I send.
But who recieves the love sent in return?
I begin to despair that it shall ever be me.
Should I continue to offer heart and soul?
Or close it all off and be free?
Free of emotion, free of feelings,
Freedom is my choice, I had once thought.
How long ago it seems,
I had that freedom I sought.
A man changed all that,
He stole my heart and soul.
When I was with him all was well,
Now his abscence is taking it's toll.
Should I take up my freedom once more?
Better question by far, can I?
Can I retreat to my emotional isolation
Now that I have dared come so nigh?
You said you loved me
More than anything else in life.
Where are you now, lord of my heart?
As your departure becomes a knife.
The wound from it is deep.
A careless slash trying to mesh
As crimson tears well from within.
Soon only another scar to mar my heart's flesh.

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