This Heart of Stone Part 1
My father once told me, “Bedtime for Bonzo”
I break because I am the shattered mirror before you
Can’t you see that I am not an angel of the dawn?
My sorrowful soul needs happiness…not temporary madness
Trying to delete the pain in this heart of stone,
feeling like an emotional mess
It doesn’t matter what you say or do…
I ain’t gonna hate you…
Even if I’m on stage,
I still feel like the spotlight unveils the loneliness
It doesn’t matter if I’m sick with the love flu…
missing you out of the blue…
Shards of needles poke at my skin…
Feeling like a loser from deep within
I’m a champion in God’s eyes and that’s what matters most
I can’t help but boast –
Boast about how He helped me…
Figure out how to choose the right pathway of life for eternity
Trying to delete the pain in this heart of stone,
feeling like an emotional mess
It doesn’t matter what you say or do…
I ain’t gonna hate you…
Even if I’m on stage,
I still feel like the spotlight unveils the loneliness
It doesn’t matter if I’m sick with the love flu…
missing you out of the blue…
Shadows and candles surround us
Sorry, Lord, for the habit of cussing….fussing….
I feel like nothing when I should feel everything
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015
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