Poems

Crumpled/In the pocket of his sweater

These 2 poems were DM'd to me!

 By:Allybee1414  

 Crumpled: You think that maybe if you give someone all of you they would recognize what you are doing for them and fall in love with you as well but you're wrong. They just take you for granted and then throw you away like a crumpled up piece of paper when they get better paper to write on.

By: Allybee1414

In The Pocket Of His Sweater: I told myself I wouldn't leave my heart unattended again but I did. My heart escaped and snuck into the pocket of a boy who didn't know how to take care of it. I followed my heart around helplessly pretending it was all okay and he would guard it for me but he didn't. I wondered if he knew he had it so I asked him if he wanted to keep it and he didn't give me an answer so I thought why take it back and risk hurting it so I left it with the boy thinking it was alright. After time went on he forgot that he was holding my heart and dropped it unknowingly but what hurt the most is when he pulled out his own heart and offered it to the person beside me, stepping on my heart in the process. I fell down in pain trying to gasp out words when the person beside me noticed and denied his heart. He stepped back off my heart and I lay there in pain staring at my bruised heart. I was too weak to take my heart back and so it continued to follow him and one day he asked me "why do you go on the same path with me every single day" and all I could do was point to my heart. He pushed my heart away creating scars in it but it was too strong. I should've helped grab it when I had the chance but I was too weak. I limped along with my heart in his sweater pocket when one day he, once again, handed his heart to a girl but this time she accepted and in return, handed him her heart and they embraced in a hug but my heart was being crushed in the middle of them in the pocket of his sweater. All the air was being sucked out of my lungs but I know that I had to use all the energy I have and I pulled my heart away from them. I collapsed on the ground gasping for air as I pushed my heart back into my chest. When I sat up I noticed that I was in a crowd of dull, grey people following the boy as well. I must've been so focused on my heart I didn't realize all the other ones he was carrying around with him as well. I walked back home and examined my heart. It was full of scrapes, holes, bruises, cracks and scars. There was a tiny piece of my heart that had broken off and I didn't know where it was. It could quite possibly be in the pocket of his sweater still. Maybe someday I will go find it and take it back to its rightful owner but for now I must take care of the rest of myself.

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