I raised the walls to the edge of starlight
I sat alone in the throne room at midnight
I kissed goodbye to the walls, to my heart
I sat alone on the throne in the dark
I made a promise with something heavier than blood
I told myself these walls were closed up
To every enemy who could turn up in a horse
a wooden statue of promises turned into a curse
I flooded the moat, I brought up the gate,
I cut off connections with outsides states,
I shut myself in, locked all else out
I left outside the walls all self-doubt
I protected myself from all but the gods
I locked myself out from pain and from loss
I killed the thought that I needed to be loved
by someone other than the one heart I trust
I turned around and there you stood at the gate
beaming that smile, disproving that fate
You walk like you know exactly who you are
except for the fact that you. Are. Art.
I raised myself higher than any could meet.
Yet here you stand, confident beside me.
As soon as I'm sure I'll be happy alone
along comes a reason why I just quite won't.
How could you climb impossible heights?
How could you greet me with such beautiful eyes?
How could you see such tall walls as mine,
and, with a thousand choices, you choose mine to climb.
Why are you here? Was this a mistake?
I'd believe you're looking for a heart to break.
You passed my walls, an impossible feat
It's only fair that you hear my heartbeat
YOU ARE READING
Assorted Poetry
PoesiaI had a vent account on Poetizer, but it went paid, so I had to save the poems here. They're not particularly effortful, just vomited prose, but I had nothing else to do with them. They may be added to, or not. Largely not too graphic, but there is...
