Black

It's a sad sight to see.
Growing numb over the years.
A heart tightening its locks.
Eating the keys in a darkness too deep.

Yet we crave that,
Crave the numbness.
Crave the taste of blood,
Of iron from those key.


Slipping from the edge.
The hearts gone rotten I'm afraid.
Solidified and not even to stone.
There's no saving it.

Author's Note

Meh.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A black heart is very hard to repair.
"Slipping from the edge.
The hearts gone rotten I'm afraid.
Solidified and not even to stone.
There's no saving it. "
The above lines are true when heart is cold and tire of love. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Mr. Lopez]

I've felt these very feelings before. I like that you kept it short, as if to say your broken heart hasn't much more to give other then it's pain.perfectly named as well.

[Mr. Lopez]

I've felt these very feelings before. I like that you kept it short, as if to say your broken heart hasn't much more to give other then it's pain.perfectly named as well.

[andrew mitchell]

Excellent writing Centipedle, sometimes the well of despair is too deep to climb out on one's own, that's when help is needed to not give up hope. Lovely poem!

[Einstein Noodle]

i can so relate to this ...sometimes we tread where we should not go ..and in spite of warnings ..keep going ... a fools errand and our fall can be complete ..i have not read a poem such as this ..ever ..its not depressing, its descriptive and complete ... eeeeeyowwwwwwwww! :{
E.
ps i think your poem is excellent!

[barleygirl]

I know exactly the kind of bitter bleak person you describe here. I also know the feeling of craving numbness. So many intense ideas of how it feels to be closed up & closed off to life. The hardest part is walking away, so they don't drag me down . . . there's no way to turn such a black heart around. You've nailed it with stark honesty.

[Wølfy]

You are missing the word "Wolf" at the end of "Black" there. :D
Haha kidding, but all jokes aside, it is a very good little poem.