Anger burns inside me like a lit match.
So quick and so suddenly...
I hate feeling angry,
It uses all of my energy up.
I feel like poeple don't...
The fire melts the ice and numbness,
Until tears falls from the frozen eyes.
The shattered eyes,
Like a glass window,
Being smashed by a bullet.
Sleep, is no friend.
It gives me no rest in the lonely nights.
You can only hear my screams and cries,
In the restless, dreaded dreamland.
Because on the outside, I'll smile and wave my hand...
My heart can never be saved.
No knight will save the poor thing.
It has learnt that it shouldn't dream.
Of hope and love; such silly things...
The brain has all the power,
in this abusive relationship.
Blood strickened, raised voices,
Mean words, bad choices...
They used to be partners in crime,
laughing all the time.
If the heart wants to spend time with its friends.
It has to pay up to the brain,
When that time comes to an end.
The heart cries,
When the brain is depressed.
What else can she do?
Except endure the pain.
It isn't the brain's fault.
That it's insecure and insane.
Torture with crime and cruelty.
Muffled with love and unreality.
Murdered of innocence and dependence.
Pushed into a world of hate and pain.
Forced to make impossible decitions.
Given the choice to live or die.
The only thing that keeps the brain going on in life.
The brain doesn't know whether to hate or love the heart for this.
If only the heart would give up.
The brain would have its wish of peace.
But that won't happen to my heart or brain.
They argue every night; always the same.
This battle won't ever be brought to peace.
The heart won't ever ask for help, to get out of this abusive relationship.
Until one takes a move while the other isn't looking...
Once again all over the place. Just trying to use some decription. My heart and Brain have always been at each others throats I've been struggling finding a poem to fit them in. But I think some part of this is okay
I really like this. Do you really feel this way?