My heart says give up,
It says what’s the point,
I believed it,
But then I realised that my hearts just a organ,
My head says never give up,
It says there’s every point,
And I believed it,
My emotions felt different,
I couldn’t feel any,
I was so upset I gave up hope,
They were dead,
Like a melting ice cube,
On a hot summers day,
But then I realised,
My head is in control of my emotions,
I’m letting myself feel this way,
I can control how I feel,
and my feelings towards life,
My heart just helps me live and if it was really broken,
I wouldn’t be here right now writing this poem for your enjoyment,
This poem is dedacated to Emma Kelly xx
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