I can write poems again. I couldn’t for a while and I’m not sure why. I might’ve just been too busy but I’m sure people
Would say it’s because my heart took a tumble.
I just wanted to hide myself again.
If you care I’m back.
Different and changed “for the better”
Heart open again for another spear.
This time the assailant will have to find a place
that doesn’t already have jagged metal in it.
My chest is a graveyard of bloody swords.
My back full of daggers.
My heart may still beat if someone can unbury it.