My heart is a fallen icicle
A cold shard
When warmed
It only causes pain
To be warm
Is to be vulnerable
Let my guard down
It only causes trouble
If I had been colder
More isolated
Alone
I'd be free
But I opened my heart
Let out my soul
For now I am stuck
Never to be free again
Giving in to my only choice
Be the girl I always hated
The girl who hides
The girl without love
I tried to reach out
Begging, screaming, crying for love
Rejection only hurt more
Than no love at all
What's the point then
No reason to try
If you always fail
My heart is unfixable
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
