January 12, 2015
All Poetry

Vulnerable Heart

I am afraid of the vulnerability in my heart.
The pit of despair
Puzzle pieces that never seem to fit
A depth of sensitivity
Tennis balls being thrown into a wood chipper
Gun shots thru the heart
With out the mercy of death
Walls protect and walls isolate
Sometimes walls keep us sane
I don't have any answers, just more questions

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