My Heart Is Made Of Steel

the way the people around you
make you bleed
the way they laugh and chide you
the way they leave you helpless
in your sorrows
the way they survive on their own
proclaiming independence
from every man's concern
and the way i discern it
time and pain has made my heart
steel.
my gaze sharp as a knife
my hold as hard as pipe.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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