Your forehead soft against my lips
Plastic and skin afront the bridge
Your soft arms against my sides
Leather and distance won't hurt my pride
I feel like I'm dying deep down inside
Your lips look pink
Grape, green
And red
You leave pretty, painful, and greedy thoughts inside my head
I thought that I might not forget
Don't let your face slip away quite yet
I'm drowning in the past I wish I'd lived
Remembering things I never did
Ideas I had but never spoke
Promises I made I wish I'd broke
Moments I missed
And time took for granted
Now you age while I stay still
I'd be lying if I said it didn't weaken my soft-strung will
And you may look different but in my mind you're much the same
You're missing now and I'm to blame
It's such a shame
A shame
Shame, shame
My wood-heart is to easy to tame
Would you believe me if I said
My only true wish... it's wound-up dead?
I wind my lever; I hear my song, but like a broken toy soldier I move all wrong
My arms they click and my legs they shake
I fear the toy soldier me is bound to break
I knew all along what I truly was and never for a moment did I believe I was real or that I could do what a real soldier does
I'm like a kids toy
Inside... I'm just a kid myself
So real soldiers grow up and leave me on the shelf
YOU ARE READING
My Heart To Yours
Puisi~My heart burns on heavy with nothing and no one to call my own~ I had fun with these. That you probably knew, but also I hope you will too! With Love, David Yager
