
08-02-2008, 02:58 AM
Because I Love You
I push this heart together,
And seal the cracks with glue.
My hands are scratched and sticky.
But it’s okay,
Because I love you.
I wait until it dries,
Then reopen my chest.
I stuff it back inside,
And take more then one last breath.
Nerves tingle as they awaken,
And this grave has split in two.
My chest is cracked,
And bones are broken.
But it’s okay,
Because I love you.
The dirt sky has split before me,
Revealing perfect shades of blue.
My lungs can breath,
At last, fresh air!
My eyes can see it’s you.
My hand is taken inside your,
And I’m guided though the yard.
Sometimes I may stumble.
But it’s okay,
Because I love you.
(Yaaay. Just wrote this poem. More, crappy old ones to come.
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