love and thorns

I traveled over many hearts,
But they were all closed;
Each was holding its shield,
My healing touch found nothing
But thorns.
I kept approaching,
Then, in silence I grieved
An arrow pierced my heart,
Left it bleeding day and night,
Wandering, going round and round houses
Where all the doors were locked and barred,
I breathed into the air,
Words of despair and sighs
For people buried me,
While I am still alive.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s