Remember when
I cut that ribbon?
The red one,
Tied to our hearts
The one that held us
Together
Remember how I bled,
And how scared
You were?
It's been a long time
Since then
The dead ribbon
It's starting to heal
The red silk is
Fluttering out
Forming two new connections
They're weak,
But hold promise
The ribbons attached
To my heart,
And two other hearts
It reminds me of you
It makes me feel
Warm and fluttery
Again
I know what this is
I'd like to call it
Hope
The blood stains from
Our cut
Are still there
I can still
See them
Your ribbon is fine
You didn't bleed out
Like me
You had many other ribbons
They kept you from
Damage
I wonder,
Will these new ribbons
Keep me from
Damage?
I call this wondering
Hope
My ribbons are so
Weak
I can't see them
But yet I know
They are there
This knowledge,
I call it
Hope
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryHey there! These are some poems that I made, some for school projects. Some of these are REALLY old, so beware, a few of these will suck majorly. I'll try to put the date on them if I can find it. Disclaimer: Some of these poems were NOT created by...
