Warmth


I don’t have a home
I’m out on my own in the cold
Everywhere I go all the doors are closed
They have double locks and some even have guard dogs so I won’t even walk up to there door
I’m lost in a world where nobody will open the the door to there hearts because the scared of what could come next if they do
Truth is
I’m tired of looking for the warmth that you can only get from someone’s love
But I guess this is what I deserve because
I had someone’s warmth but my mind was not ready to appreciate that warmth
And eventually the warmth turned into coldness
Now I’m stuck on a hopeless journey to find warmth once again
But what’s that light I see
the acceptance
the sense of security
But do I dare walk into this heart
When I still have thought of ruin
Guess I won’t never know until I find out

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