Hey I'm Emerald this is my first time posting on here and this poem isn't all that good but it's called 'The Chances My Heart'sLearned to Take' So, deep breath here goes:
I'm hardly afraid of a thing,
Something I should be so proud of I'm sure.
I'm not afraid of monsters or ghosts
Of my past made to come on alive;
I can deal with the torment of my mind.
Oh there's not a single thing
I should want more.
I don't mind bearing any pain;
I ain't scared of walking in shame;
But oh the one thing that'll make me tremble!
yes, the reason that I fear and I quake...
I've never been afraid of loneliness,
and until I met you I was not afraid of love.
But the way that my soul has been handled-
The scars that my soul now bears
By means of your hands;
It all makes me oh so afraid...
It might now seem silly to you...
But I've grown afraid of the chances
my heart's learned to take
Not a mere man could make a bigger fool out a me
than the leaps and bounds of misplaced faith,
than the infatuation and rose colored glasses
that constantly takes 'common sense' place,
Nothing can hurt more than the choices my heart foolishly makes...
Yes, I've grown afraid,
Oh so afraid, of
the chances my heart's learned to take