I’m Trying, With All My Heart To Hold It All Up
And Not Let Anything Fall And Break…
With Little Strength I Try And Keep You Safe,
Can I Do It? Will I Make It Till The Fabric Tears,
And My Soul Spills Out Like Rain,
I’ve Already Shed All My Tears,
Now I’m Bleeding Just To Feel…
It’s Slow Agonizing Torture,
Knowing Your Mine,
But You Can’t See What You Do To Me,
As If You Don’t Care You Salt My Wounds…
Stitch Me Back Up,
And Sow My Heart Back Into Place,
Don’t Let It Slip And Fall
To Be Left In The Dirt
Walked On Like I’m Nothing At All…
Like A Moth To The Flame,
I’m Drawn To You,
I Almost Enjoy This Pain
If You Keep It Up, I’ll Keep Begging
Just To Be Near You….
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Written December 19th, 2005
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BEUATIFUL!!!!
So dark, so sad, I just love the similies in the poem,
i don't think anything could explain the danger and need to go better then "Like A Moth To The Flame" -
Very beauitful. The raw emotion is wonderful and I can identify with this so well. The imagery is exquisit. Great job and keep on writing!
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nicely done
I said it before but your poems are something I can relate to right now, the problem is that when you put all your energy into one person it's harder to forget about them, it's more painful when they get bored of you. It's in a way that we make them to be more than they are but then if we say that then our love was just superficial, so what's the logic? I can't exactly forget about everything but I don't mean it in a way that it was just on the surface, three years is a long time. bah anyways I'm babbling, the very first stanza makes me picture delicate hands holding up something, sort of like atlas with the world on his back in a way. I liked the imagery in the poem, and the ending shows how you're willing to give up so much for just a sign of care-
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