The ice in your heart will not melt
Even in a springtime thawing
Nor will the wall around you fall
Unless you stop withdrawing
In-between the bricks and mortar
I search for the invisible gap
Hoping I might find a way in
But I fear that you will entrap
You are a pillar of stone
That will never crack
Cold, hard, impenetrable
All I want is to have you back
Playing your unfair game
of three strikes and you’re out
Punishing and cruel
You are a brute and a lout
Banished from your world
Never more can I enter
You have chosen to be
The ultimate tormentor
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Wow. This is amazing. Felt kind of attacked, but I love it nonetheless. The kind of poetry that stops and makes you reevaluate.
Thanks Sophia! I guess it depends on what side of the wall you are if you are feeling attacked. It could go both ways 🙂💕
Very lovely piece this is 🙂
Thank you so much! I’m happy you liked it 🙂
Great poem! Understand the hurt and yearning in this – been there done that, but I think I’ve come to believe in the saying, “when they show you who they really are – believe them!!!
Thank you 🙂 I think you are absolutely right Charles!
Enjoyed. Three strikes and you are out is a awful rule for relationships. Thanks for participating today.
Thank you Roger!
Thank you so much 🙂 I’m glad you liked it
Ouch.. That hurt. I am teary eyed. And boy do I feel this to my core. Beautiful. 🙂
Yes, there are men like that. Sorry if you had first hand knowledge of someone like that. It hurts 🙁
It does so much so. 😪
Very well written.
You’re welcome 😇