You hide behind the fortress of your heart.
The face masks the lie.
You believed in forever;
Nervous fingers turn the golden sun.
Heart reaches out;
Longing for connection.
You would sacrifice much for love,
But they would risk nothing ;
Leave you in the cold to die alone.
Can life be so
The blood flows,
And heart beats against the chest.
Life seeks her own.
In the ploughman’s wake;
Only the strong survive.