My Heart Is Like

My heart is like anvil swinging on a fishing string My heart is like a song bird without it's vocals flying on broken wings My heart is like a deep ocean the deeper you go the darker it gets My heart is like a bad memory everyone wants to forget My heart is like a hollow tunnel filled with emptiness My heart is a like woman scorn full of resentfulness My heart is like a frosted flower on a freezing winters night begging to be heated by the suns early morning light beckoning the arrival of a withered and early death my heart is like a knight without his armor facing the dragon's breath My heart is like an open book for all to turn it's pages wide My heart is like the ocean's salty waters from the waves that subside My heart is like a broken poem lost in rhythm lost in rhyme My heart is like a broken clock without the hands to foretell the time My heart is like a blind man who always likes to stare My heart is like a stunt man who gives up on the dare My heart is like tinted windows where the sun has no glare My heart is like a hospital without the patient care My heart is like the mimosa plant sensitive to the touch My heart is like a standard car without the pedal clutch My heart is like the cuddle fish that changes it's disguise My heart is like a question asked but no answer is replied My heart is like my tears refusing to fall from my eye My heart is like no constellations embracing the darkened sky My heart is like the kool-aid with out the sugar in the mix My heart is like a crack-head on the corner without his daily fix My heart is like the entertainer without any fans My heart is like the farmer without any land My heart is just like this poem it just doesnt make any sense why did i even write the pointless poem in 1st person present tense???????