I have to keep
The windows open
The doors open
My heart open
What if she
Climbs inside?
But if I kept
It closed to her…
And if I kept
Her close to me…
Would she have
Ever left at all?
And she’s running
From the cold
But she doesn’t
Remember where
To find my warmth
And because I cannot
Sleep at night
My warmth escapes
As well.
And I’m running
From emotion
Because to feel
Is a bit like dying
And I want so much
To feel because
What if without
Emotion she’s
Already dead to me?
And I’m running
And she’s running
But we’re not running
Towards each other
And every night
Spent without her
Is like I’ve lost
My brother
And I’m running
And he’s running
But he has two
Little holes
Inside his little
Heart, but I know
We’re running
Towards each other
And I’m running
Running for us both
Because the day
That I stop running
Is the day I lose
My mother.
And every day
I grieve and hope
that I don’t fall
Because the day
That I stop grieving
The day that I
Stop running
Is the day I forget
I had a heart
At all.
About the Creator
Branden Navedo
I've mostly written poetry all my life which carries into my other writing. I also love wandering, so if you tell me to get lost I'll gladly oblige. In other words, yes, I respond well to criticisms. Click here for my author website!

Comments (1)
Great conveying of emotions!