Little Black Heart (Poetry)

1/1/2015

by Richard Rowell, Write W.A.V.E. Media Staff

Originally titled "Black"

Black, it's all she wears

Her only contact with me

Only through her icy stares

So what did I see?

In her face, in her eyes

What I was expecting?

Can't you tell she hates me?

Wants me to stay away?

White, I'm staring into the sun

Trying to get her image

Those shades of black

Out of my mind, out of my brain

What I would say, I must contain

To say even a hello to her

Somehow is the worst I could do

Grey, the skies were pretty

But now they grow ever cold

There goes the warm & the light

Dark night, not at all

What I wanted to think she was

She represents the dark

Inside the deepest parts of me

She is forever

In my mind's eye

Dressed in black

Guarding what's left

Of the ashes of my heart

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