Beatrice Preti


Turned To Stone - Poem by Beatrice Preti

My heart knows before my head
That the love you gave me has long been dead
You pour a drink, and fix your tie
Say that you’re leaving, that this is goodbye
You left your hat on the kitchen table
Broke my heart with your last betrayal
I don’t know why, what I did wrong
In my head, I am empty, because my heart knows you’re gone
I loved you, my darling, perhaps a little too much
Your scent and your chuckle, your shadow, your touch
But all of it’s gone, there’s nothing to tell
My head’s all caught up, but my heart’s just a shell
And no one can hurt me, now that no one’s let in
Love is forbidden, it’s darkness and sin
If only I’d listened to my heart before my head
I wouldn’t be this broken; I’d be better off, instead
But because my head was stubborn, I’ll live my life alone
A broken-hearted corpse, a flame that’s turned to stone

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 2, 2015



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