My Heart

My heart is a beating soul.
Every day I need it to live.
I wait for the day that someone will steal it.
Though I’m kind of hesitant about it.
What if they break it?
Shatter it into a million pieces?
It’s not as easy thing to mend.
It could take me months, years, the rest of my life.
They could also hold it gently.
Take in consideration,
That if they make one wrong move,
It could fall and lay broken.
Broken on the floor forever.
They could care for it.
Or not.





Join the Discussion

This article has 4 comments. Post your own now!

LiraDaeris said...
May 30, 2013 at 5:25 am
Hearts are fine like china. They can be so delicate... I like the ending to this and the beginning is my favorite part.
 
Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 22, 2013 at 6:27 pm
I like the ending to it. How you question whether people will really care about you or not. I felt the emotion and relate to it. 
 
Hamzawaseem said...
Feb. 15, 2013 at 12:28 am
I can understand your feelings here. they have been expressed in an effective way. Keep it up!
 
Sparkle1pops This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Feb. 15, 2013 at 12:53 am
No rhyme but very meaningful. 
 
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback