The Earth

I am terrified, my love.

And the fears in my mind are there to protect me from my past.

To protect me from the boy who told me he loved me.

The words releasing out of his mouth like cigarette smoke exhaling from his lungs.

But I was his lungs, and I was catching fire and I could not breathe.

He broke promises like the empty liquor bottles my father threw on the ground.

Shattering like my mothers voice until I can no longer hear it.

He gave me fake roses with real thorns. 

He gave me galaxy bruises and scars on my heart.

I felt unloveable and was offered no affection. 

I wanted to feel needed, I needed to feel wanted.

 

I am terrified, my love. 

Are you really the one I was waiting for?

Or am I being handed another bouquet of fake roses?

Should I run away as if fire was beneath my feet?

Or should I stay and let my heart be the one for you to keep?

Will you be a ghost, haunting me in my sleep? 

Or will you be there for me when I'm fighting my insecurities?

Show me love, and the power that it has. 

Shine me a light and give me warmth like the sun gives the Earth.

And save me from my fear.

 

My fear of being loved again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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