My heart has been damaged
Alone for far too long
My spirit torn and famished
I may be too far gone.
I know I need some guidance
To right my crooked path
But my heart screams defiance
When I look into the past.
The shell I have created
To guard my beating heart
Makes me keep retreating
But it can come apart.
For now I keep it strong
Waiting for the day
When someone comes along
To take the stone away.
©2013 Alex Hicks
Just so everyone knows. I think I’m going to be okay…I just need to find someone I can trust; who won’t run away when they see the real me. This me. The poet side of me. Once I meet that person, I’m sure my poetry will probably improve in mood drastically. -Alex H.