i will be jealous and angry
if they come in
with little effort
and you open wide
your hardened,
guarded,
barbed wire heart
to them,
when i have cut myself
on your thorns,
knocked till
darkness fell,
and even when it did,
i stood outside
in the cold
and you never let me
in.
-the ugly truth
2 comments:
Shoooooooooot Jana. The word pictures. I read this 4 times. Once to my husband. You are a writer and a poet my friend. I hope you claim those titles and wear them proudly.
Oh Leslie. Your words mean SO MUCH. thank you, from one little writer to another.
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