The following is something I wrote quite a long time ago. So, this isn't a very new poem, but as I was editing my upcoming book, All Things Lit Like Fireflies, this one just jumped off the page and tore at my heart. I think that it's fitting to share at the moment, since it kind of echoes the latest "theme" I've talked about on my Facebook Page (regarding trust, phantoms and doubts.) It isn't the reflection of my recent train of thought on my FB Page, nevertheless, it does echo that same whisper. I hope you enjoy it, try not to cry!









Don’t Break Your Heart







Let the sparks fade

Let the flame dim and die

Allow the once-bitten apple to fall

From your hand




Let the firecracker fizzle

Let the colours disappear

Allow the dream

To slip through your fingers




It was once

Colourful and bright

It was once

Lofty and palatial




For such a long time

It was what you held onto

Whispered in your dreams at night

You fought for it




But it’s not yours

It never was

The dream you couldn’t touch

You couldn’t hear, you couldn’t taste




You painted it in the

Colouring book of your mind

You decorated it with the

Holly of your wishes




But what if it never

Even was a dream?

What if it was

A nightmare?




You don’t know the poison

You haven’t tasted

You don’t know the thorn

Which hasn’t pricked you




So let go

Watch them go away

Let them fly away

On fragile wings




So let go

Bleed some tears

But then stop

Don’t break your heart




Don’t break your heart







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