I was selfish to doubt your love
Consumed by my own hatred
How could I ever think you lied?
I hurt both our hearts instead
You see, I'm not well, not at all
I'm broken, and badly bruised
My father did his dirty work
A sweet melody he cruelly mused
As he shattered my will, my safety
My trust is in fragments, and the pieces
Are locked tight inside my heart with a key
None of it justifies anything
The horrible way I've treated you
You've given me nothing but love
And in return, I said I love you too
But love needs trust, I know
Trust I can't give yet
The fragments in my heart
Need to be properly set
You sparked the healing
You made me see the truth
With your words, I'm growing
My rough bumps are becoming smooth
I will do it for you, my love, my rock
If I can't live for myself right now
I will live and heal for you, because the lock
The one guarding my broken pieces, is me
And you, my dear
You seem to be the fitting key
And one day, a shining light will return
What one man took, another will bring
As confidence and love grow stronger
The winter in my heart, at last turning to spring
YOU ARE READING
Poems For Him
PoetryThis is a book of poems dedicated to the one person that has gotten me into writing poetry in the first place. It's heavily romanticized and written by someone who is relatively inexperienced in love. I'm just writing it how I feel it. A.D., this...
