Monday, 22 November 2010

FROZEN HEART


My heart
stopped in 
1963
when I
was
three
years old
it stopped
I could not  
tell 
you
why
I failed to understand
all I know is it stopped
I used to sit on my own
play
 
on my own
play baby Bach on
my own
but never
knew why I
felt sad
so lonely
and
 
never
understanding
why
My heart
was frozen
as if in pain
it died one
day yet carried
on 
living
How do you explain
the loss
the feeling of pain
it
takes
away the smiles
and 
happiness
I asked my
mother
and she said
when she left
my father I never 
smiled
again
my heart was
frozen in a grimace lost in thought
happy and 
sad
squashed together
in agony leaving
no stone
unturned
and never
feeling secure 
and
warm again 
gone were happy days 
in the snow
long gone

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