Poem – “The Heart Holds little Control” – Romance – 4/12/2020

I thought with life upon a wire,
I could aim a little higher.
Force me behind a cage
For I should never sway
With you in arms, ever again.

I am without control,
Just the beast with nothing to hold
But his own entrails,
His guilt,
His form that has scarred the landscape
By simply being here.

Please let me lay alone
In the open dark
To see the day put to death,
To see life raised to breath
Without my existence on its open wings.

A heart, below,
A mind, above.
I wired you with the entanglement of your veins,
I caged myself in the open air,
While feeling what shame beauty felt
Knowing that I held nothing but my insanity.