Tamed
Breathing makes it hard.
Crying makes it easy.
My tamed heart, lost in a gush, wanting to break free.
But, hold it; love has no meaning to me, or it
means so much I am afraid to let it be.
Closing the door to my heart and losing the key.
Thus, it has half drowned, afraid to be under water completely.
So, the key has been lost and the lock has been molded to last
all eternity.
And even as the lock threatens to break,
it will never truly unlock.
Dust of time has made it hard brick.
Though, my half drowned heart cries out inside.
It’s humming a song of unknown ties to come.
Crying makes it easy.
My tamed heart, lost in a gush, wanting to break free.
But, hold it; love has no meaning to me, or it
means so much I am afraid to let it be.
Closing the door to my heart and losing the key.
Thus, it has half drowned, afraid to be under water completely.
So, the key has been lost and the lock has been molded to last
all eternity.
And even as the lock threatens to break,
it will never truly unlock.
Dust of time has made it hard brick.
Though, my half drowned heart cries out inside.
It’s humming a song of unknown ties to come.
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