The Opening in My Heart

by uppercase   Dec 7, 2009


This is by my own volition, that I may be;abated
writing down the past, as it has violated this current present.
like I have violated my promise, to not speak of the matter;
sedated into the time of this page.

I don't want these words to be read, by just any pair of eyes;only two
God, read the suffering in the vague vocabulary society has restricted me,
restricted me to talk to you.
The world is cold, and crude to the people I have loved, devotion lead me,
it enticed me to care beyond human capability.

Damn the things in this world, Damn the veil over our hearts, which separate;
us from each other, humanity has impaled, and driven my heart into anger.
An anger in which I cannot control, my naive nature has led me to look.
To look at this world with an intolerable amount of disdain.

Maybe You're the only one ill ever get to, maybe thats the only thing I'll ever want to.
You, have shown me how it feels, to watch the people we care about most, suffer.
Exposing their sinful flesh, for any eye to trace their fingerprints all over.
I'm burning with a fiery anguish, that some days Lord, I doubt;

I fear the ones I love aren't safe quite yet; and I can do a thing.
I have to watch, I have to suffer with my limbs chained to this earth; powerless.
Devour my flesh, incinerate my soul, just not one more second, not one more moment.
Spare me the dignity, of watching a life twist and burn without You.

I will deny this person's existence, I will lie to tell You that I do not love, this person.
But I've been violating a lot tonight, so here it goes.
I love this person, with the passion of the heart you've given me.
Whether I learn, or not; spare this person of the anguish you've opened my eyes too.

I cannot comprehend, because I am trying to unveil my eyes,
I cannot see, because my heart is within my chest, en-caved in darkness.
I cannot hear, because my mind is premature, just at the beginning of development.
But, what I can do, is beg and plead,

I beg, I plead with every burning nerve, every constricted muscle,
every atom of every thing smaller in my body, save this person.
Damn me, if You need to, don't let ANYONE tell this person they're not.
Because within You, this person is very much so, important...to me.

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