Stone
In me, is my strongest part
...My heart...
It is made of stone
From time alone
Stronger than bone
Super dented Super man
Of the world I'm not a fan
I cannot follow the way it goes
Who knows
As time flows
I have stood on my own
Following a vision once shown
The path I follow
Past the people so hollow
So much I seek
Because once I did peek
Had a quick vision of my tomorrow
I had found my land of no sorrow
So far is my way
Struggle through my day
Stuck in a well
Nobody can tell
In which I fell
Searched so long
For something strong
A heart of ice
Felt nice
But nothing must be felt
... For a heart of ice will soon melt...
Does nothing for feeling of the alone
So my heart became bone
I must not care
I know not fair
I do not dare
Lost in my mind
I find
My spoken word
Is never heard
Your emotions I have never understood
Even if I could
Help you I may
I will not have much to say
Then go my way
You give me your fear
When ever you are near
Your hate
Terrible fate
Your sad
Not mine to be had
This is my crazy
My mind hazy
I am not the same
Maybe the crazy is to blame
I do not care
Do not dare
I want left alone
Says the heart of stone
A world of compassion
The everyday fashion
Should start with me
But, that cannot be
Do you not see
With all I have been shown
It has steadily grown
Now my heart has become stone
Because you broke my heart of bone
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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