Lesbian Poetry

Back on my feet

Cracks fill my heart as if it were granite,
as I fall to my knees in search of another planet.
Where I won't be vulnerable and raw,
for try as I might I can't handle it anymore.

Just like my heart I start to crack up,
craving to simply leave this place and pack up.
Hard times it seems I've fallen upon,
as with my heart I find my mind's gone.

Nothing appears to make sense these days,
still I pray to god that it's just a phase.
That I have to experience in order to surpass,
I just wish my heart hadn't been shattered like a glass.

Blown to smithereens in one heartbeat,
fragile already from my last defeat.
Dreams of being loved and merging as one,
but still this thing I've not yet done.

My very words being drowned out with my own tears,
as the hurt that I'm feeling comes way past my ears.
Maybe if I wasn't so tall,
I could get back up as quick as I fall.

But it takes much longer for me to stand the right way,
for I fail prolifically try as I may.
Still I refuse to be beat,
for I know one of these days I'll be BACK ON MY FEET!?!

19/08/2005 (02:20am)

Apologies in advance lasses if this doesn't make that much sense - a was slightly intoxicated when i wrote it! xx