Once informed by wisdom
That what I was doing was wrong
That he may be a genius
But he is also strong
That his faith runs deep within his soul
That even, I can't break those chains
Warm-blooded he was born
But cold as steel he became
Wisdom spoke to warn me
That he was not the one
But I implored and impored
Proving that kindness is hidden beneath scars
So as wisdom usually does,
It walked straight out the door
It's never came back,
Since still I implored
That even though his mighty arrow
Cold, sharp, and swift
Has pierced my fragile heart
Hoping there is still honesty in this man's words
That the wisdom was false
That he is true
I find myself denying
Denying the pain I feel with every step
That I can't even feel this poisoned arrow within my veins
I provide proof that I am fine
I smile every time!
Even my heart is slowly healing
But love is healing in all the wrong ways
The veins wrap around the arrow
Like vines locked onto thin fabric
My heart, grasping the arrow
Refusing to let go
If I were to take the arrow away
Nothing would be left but a shell
Just a body without its heart and soul
So I've become one with the agonies that wisdom brings
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryInspiration sources at random times From dawn to dusk My mind whirls with thoughts Ideas embedded onto paper and screens Memories captured within words As time progresses So does my talent Words form into poesies Poesies form into poetry And poetry...
