Saturday, March 13, 2010

March 13, 2010 - Nails


You thought you drove a nail into my heart
When you said goodbye
Left me here to stand alone
Thinking I would cry

Your nail it only pricked a bit
As it narrowly missed its mark
Because the point that it was aiming for
Did not contain my heart

Walk away and take your tools
Your hammer and your nail
And the next time that you aim
You'll only hurt yourself

You see the heart that you were seeking
To drive your nail into
Does not belong to me
As I gave it to you

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010


Jonie said...

What a surprising twist at the end. Thanks for the smile :-)

johnnydod said...

Right to the point

Cindy1128 said...

You Nailed the ending!!

Zuzanna Musial said...

Dear Neva, your poem is wise and deep in feelings, yet at the end you were the Queen..Loved this words,Zuzanna

iwalkiwrite said...

Great twist!