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Posted on Wednesday, September 19, 2007 at 10:11 AM by Robby Roberts
The room, long and wide is filled with light
Yet, my heart sits in
darkness, as if night.
Wounded, hurt, abused, burned,
For a tender
touch, it yearns.
Scared of letting someone get close to its home,
Yet,
full of fear of being, forever, alone.
Quiet, dark, and cold,
No
one there, to have and hold.
How it longs to be lovingly held,
To
find someone with whom to meld.
Yet, at a distance, everyone it must
keep,
For when they get close, they just make it weep.
Where once
this heart pumped blood, I fear,
That forever more, it will pump only
tears.
R. Roberts – 09/19/2007
Edited on: Thursday, September 20, 2007 12:45 PM