I've been writing little poems for quite a while, a friend saw them the other day and said I should share them, although I am quite nervous (they are a wee bit dark! eek). But maybe other people might like them. No dead birds, promise. 

Cut my heart

Give me a slice

we shall sit and feast on it

my adoring stupid heart

That gave all itself

and forgot how to be itself

Now we shall sit and gnaw on it

my silly little heart.

Now my teeth are through it

I can feel it pumping with all its might

with age old fangs

I teach it not to forget

How we sat down and

Sliced it

Ate it

Cut it 

and told it not to forget. 

Cut out my heart

banish it from this chest

Open the casket

Let it free the nest

Wrap it up tight

in icicles and thorns

Let it be forgotten

so it can not be torn

Bury it deep

So it cannot be found

deep down in the dark

deep dark in the ground

And one day

Far from now

a young boy

may stumble across

a beating lump in the ground

Digging for it he finds 

the feeble forgotten heart

still beating, pumping

with all its might.

I tried to cut you out

to wrap you up in thorns

i tried to bury, forget you. 

But you wouldn't let me be.