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Ebony Smith Poem
I will walk with you if you hold me tight. Scare away all of the demons that keep my emotions at
bay. Shed some light on the darkness that has become my life. Make me feel wanted and
loved. And I will let you know what makes my presence so strong. What makes me think the
way I do.
If we look eye to eye, I wonder, can you handle seeing the past and present demons in mines?
If you carry me, can you bare the mental weight that’s weighing me down? The angel that put
the sparkle in my eyes put it there temporarily. When that sparkle vanishes, will you be the
angel that replaces it with a light that brightens up my heart?
If I tell you my feelings, will you cherish my words like an heirloom passed down from generation
to generation? Will you take them to heart and wear my love like the most precious of
diamonds? And will you respond to my words with words of love of your own?
If I show you my love, will you embrace me with the warmth that I so desperately need? Will you
keep me safe and try to keep me away from pain’s path? Try to keep me from knocking on
pain’s door?
I may not tell you as much as I should, or know how to show you in a way that let’s you know
that my feelings are true. But I do love you. So bare with me because I think I actually need
you. I need someone to tear down the wall that surrounds my heart. To melt the ice block, that
is my heart, with love’s heat. And for all I know, you might be that person. So like I said, please
bare with me; because your love is my salvation to emotional freedom.
Copyright © Ebony Smith | Year Posted 2006
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Ebony Smith Poem
I may have a hard heart;
However, it is a fragile heart.
Easily punctured
Easily cracked.
It’ll easily splinter,
Shatter into tiny pieces
Like broken glass
Falling at my feet.
It’s hard to repair.
Unlike my mind
It has nothing to spare.
No emotions available.
Empty beyond words.
No love accessible.
The more pain inflicted upon my heart
The closer it comes
To falling apart.
I’m already on the edge
Hanging
Over the abyss of dread.
Every day,
I wait for the thread to pop.
In every way,
I imagine myself falling
Through the darkness of the dreadful abyss.
Can’t my heart and mind come together
In harmonious bliss?
I dream.
But as I do
My heart mentally screams.
It is lonely.
My internal eyes refuse to see
And I refuse to believe it.
In my world, I don’t need anyone
I am already alone
Sitting in darkness wishing for sun.
I want its rays to reveal my life’s path.
I lone for someone to guide me down it.
Make me smile, laugh.
I want to be embraced.
But I don’t want to search for the arms that will hold me.
For I fear they will drop me and crack my mentally emotional face.
My life is full of fear.
Even if I don’t want to acknowledge it.
And my eyes want to release, at least, a single tear.
I won’t allow it
To fall.
Copyright © Ebony Smith | Year Posted 2006
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