The Imprisoned Heart

It no longer resorts to kicking and screaming.

It knows that I can shut it out easily.

Instead it decides to wait,

Simply worming it's way into my mind

 

I speak of my heart,

trapped inside a fortress of a mentality.

unable to speak freely and give opinion,

it's safer like this, the cold voice whispers.

 

It worked for some time,

that is until I met someone,

this someone who simply walked

through the walls as if they were thin air.

 

My mind rages on and on

It cannot accept my failure

And yet it does not notice that by sealing my heart again,

it seals that someone in

 

And yet by pure probability, 

one that cannot be calculated

someone mentioned to my heart

and it leapt voilently in it's cold prison

 

It shrugged off it's bounds

In a fit of holy rage it began shattering

the logic that was keeping it quiet

for so long, just to see a ray of light

 

Now that it's out

I feel relieved once more

No longer can a remote mentality dominate my thoughts

but rather I'll forget every plan, let the moment come

and I'll see what happens. 

 

All thanks to that someone, 

that someone I can say I love.


 

 

 

 





Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2010-12-23 at 15:13

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NicholasG
The area between heart and mind doesn't seem to have any enough stability to be kept in line by any rules for long...and this is the good news :-)
I enjoyed this. It does a very good job of applying words to an area of emotion / thought which doesn't lend itself to being described easily.
Thanks and happy holidays,
Nick
2010-12-23


countryfog
"but rather I'll forget every plan, let the moment come and I'll see what happens" . . . when someone has the key to the heart we had safely locked tight there are two choices . . . yours is the right one, no matter what the outcome.
2010-12-23