Fully Guarded

by Vic   Apr 25, 2007


When I love
It's to the full.
Yet.. In the end,
I'm left the fool.

Love is sweet,
The sweetest sensation.
The sweetest melody,
In the face of annihilation.

Yet no matter
How strong my love holds,
Sorrow destroys me...
A thousand-fold.

A world collapsed
Through many invasions.
The heart has weakened,
Facing isolation.

To stop the hurt
That love can bring,
I'll no longer display
My heart on string.

To become stone,
Ice cold and hard.
I'll never hurt again,
I'll be on constant guard.

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  • 17 years ago

    by sweaterxkids

    This is a really good poem =] •◘•

  • 17 years ago

    by sweaterxkids

    This is a really good poem =] •◘•