A Lie I Tell Myself


You hold
my heart

Not 
in the palm of your hand

but on a razor's edge

the tip your tongue

a sword 

You can cut 
my heart  
with a phrase

Or a word

Tear that
fragile organ 
from my chest

Leave it
raw and bleeding

Each 
blood drop
a bargain

A lie
I tell myself

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson





 

About Penny Wilson Writes

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 by Z Publishing and in the Poets Quarterly published by Prolific Press in Spring/2019. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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17 Responses to A Lie I Tell Myself

  1. Truly powerful. Goodness, this reminds me of the relationship I had with my ex-fiance’. 😊

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  2. Masterfully penned, Dear Penny! Bellissimo!
    xoxoxo

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  3. galindojoe says:

    Wow. This is true. People can take your heart and destroy it. Thanks for such a true poem

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  4. jenanita01 says:

    I hope you are not speaking from experience, Penny. Lovely poem, though…

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