Cold Heart (Sixteen)

I'm sixteen again

I spot a bike

and my heart stops.

but I lost it.

somewhere along the line

you became a past tense.

your forest fire died,

all your trees

stripped bare,

exposing the root.

that you could never

tame this flame,

never feed the need.

Baby you could never

make this heart bleed.

I'm cold hearted.

I'm sixteen.

 

written September 17th 2013

 

 

 

Blown

I've fallen apart 

Once or twice.  

I've buckled under the pressure. 

I've slain you in my thoughts

A million times,

And yet, here you are still. 

He murders my heart

And I let him. 

He spreads my legs

And I bet him

That he could never change my mind. 

You forget my birthday

But the candles still get blown. 

I make the same wish 

Every year. 

My darling,

I wish that you 

would just disappear. 

-written September 3rd 2013