Some people can whisk love away with a waiting hand
As though avoiding the pain had already been planned
But I can't see into the future so far
I can't dodge all the people that try to leave scars
I'm hardly prepared for life as it is
It always attempts to add despair
But I'm weak enough now
And can't afford to get sick
I envy those that rose to the occasion when time was plenty and love was thick
But passion... it gets watered down
Experience is loss and love is where it is found
People tell me to pick up my heart, dust it off and go another round
But it's falling to pieces
Everyone keeps passing it around
So please hold me now; keep me so steady
Don't let me go
I'm not close to ready
I can feel the past creeping up behind me
Whispering things that I should have learned
Ways to keep me from being burned
But the words are so faint...
And your eyes are so pretty...
YOU ARE READING
My Heart To Yours
Poetry~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
