Poem - Reborn

Poem - Reborn

Today I feel my heart break.
If I am a book,
my spine just cracked.
If I am a tree,
leaves just fell from my arms.
For today I feel my heart break.

The chains around my ankles weaken.
Suddenly I can walk free,
but it is no longer me who takes
the front line,
It is somebody else.

The rope that tied my hands loosens.
I can feel and grasp again.
I can clap and craft again,
Things are free to be touched by me,
but touch them I do not.

The hand that covers my mouth releases.
I should shout and scream,
But somehow I’m locked in a dream
and I still can’t make a sound.
Though my feet now touch the ground,
Now my hands can feel around.
I am free whilst still caged.
For today I feel my heart break.

I turn and see that I have aged
From a girl of pale beige,
To a woman of disarray.
I know not where the time has gone.
Once a smile is now a frown,
but none of that matters now.
Because today I feel my heart break.

Why does my heart break in such a way?
Though I live to see another day.
Perhaps it is not quite broken,
I’m just too blind to realise,
The pain I’ve been feeling
Is the pain of being awoken?
From a slumber of sorts
with both eyes open.

Today I feel my heart break,
Break back into place.
From a time of such disgrace,
I’ve grown a much prettier face.

Poem - Misunderstanding

Poem - Misunderstanding

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