I Poetry
Talk to me when you need me,
Maybe you can feel free.
My heart's beating fast,
Don't slow it down.
It's finally out of it's cast,
I just hope I don't act like a clown.
The bruises, cuts, and scars
Are being repaired from where you are.
I know we've both felt pain,
And this probably isn't the end.
But even so,
I think I may be falling in love again.
Maybe you can feel free.
My heart's beating fast,
Don't slow it down.
It's finally out of it's cast,
I just hope I don't act like a clown.
The bruises, cuts, and scars
Are being repaired from where you are.
I know we've both felt pain,
And this probably isn't the end.
But even so,
I think I may be falling in love again.