The Battle
There’s a battle going on with me and my heart
See I am ready for love, but my heart isn’t
My heart says I have been too careless with her
That I don’t know what I am doing
Telling me that she is fragile
She should be handled with care
Says she has been made whole again
She’s not wanting to broken again
It’s too much, the pain, it’s too much to bear
I felt the pain to, and it hurt like hell
But I, I would love to love
The thought of being in love excites me
I told my heart I will be careful this time
I understand the damage she went through
I know, I felt her pain just as much as she did
I heard her cry, I cried with her
I understood when she didn’t want to beat again
I understood when she wanted to give up
I know it was hard filling that hole left in her heart
And then putting the broken pieces back together
But I assured her that this time will be different, this time will be better
I can’t promise no more pain, that I just can’t do
But as far as handling her with care, I got her
I told her that I placed her in God’s hands
In order for someone to get to her
They must first go to God
There’s no need for her to be in a battle with me
I fixed it to where we both could win
And my heart smiled, she hasn’t smiled in a long time
Copyright © Prisita Dwyer | Year Posted 2013
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