Melting Heart:
"Melt away," I told my heart.
"Beat to the rhythm you hear all around."
I encouraged.
With hesitation it began to beat, and melt away it did that day-
And every day to follow.
Every passing second seemed like a dream come true;
until I woke up and realized it was a dream and nothing was true.
"No Pain-- No Gain"
My life motto-what pushed me through every heartache and trial.
I fell asleep a naive girl, and woke up a broken women.
What had become of my wavy hair and bow?
Where did my beautiful dress and delicate shoes go?
Everything was ruined, stained, and ripped apart.
I placed my hand on my heart and felt a cold void space.
As a tear slid down my face I softly muttered,
"Melt away."
My heart obeyed my every word.
I cried out as I fell to the ground.
"Beat to the rhythm you hear all around."
It continued to beat, until the rhythms ceased.
There was pain and, certainly no gain.
My life played out exactly how I spoke it to be.
What have I now, a melted heart and no rhythm to play
I am no longer a youth.
I'm traveling my womanhood path,
only to find all the pieces to my heart are behind me.
I have to find the places I melted away.
I have to go back to the spaces I openly beat.
The journey is full of thorns that pierce,
and oaks that spook at night.
As I sleep I hear the wind hum through the tree's,
"Melting heart, oh, beating rhythm
hide no more come to me quickly.
My present expectant,
and my future waiting
on my past to yield what was freely given."
