Porcelain Heart
My heart is made of Porcelain
It is weak
It is breakable
Cracked from the past
It is delicate
Surprising
Something so
Fragile
Could still be
With the weight of the world upon it
It continues to break.
You hold it together a temporary bond
Nothing is permeate
All good things must fade
I will slip from your hands one day
And fall
Unto my fate.
Crack.
Pain has taken its toll on me
This porcelain heart
Hallow
Empty
A vacuum of pain waiting
Waiting to be filled.
Crack.
Only a few more to finish
Should not take long
Somethings don’t change
Why would they
This world filled with hate
Adds more weight upon my shattered heart
Crack.
Miserable
I fall
The tears fill my heart
Only to leak through the cracks
And then..
A new feeling
Not pain
Not sadness
But love
Love filled up my heart
It does not fade nor does it slip through the cracks
I am whole
I am loved.
But how long will it last, this feeling of love?
After all nothing is permeate
Even the brightest star must burn out
Where is my disappointment
Where is my pain
Nothing is familiar anymore
Lost confused
This new emotion makes no sense
This love you give me
Overwhelms me
I am undeserving.
But I am greedy
I only want more of this “Love”
I reach out towards you
So close
I can almost touch you
But this porcelain ground,
It is weak
Cracked
I fall through
My heart is made of porcelain…
And it shatters
Crack.
Copyright © Amanda Sullivan | Year Posted 2010
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